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'  Oh,  come,  let  us  sing  unto  the  Lord ;  let  us  make  a  joyful  noise  to 
the  Rock  of  our  salvation." — Psalm  xcv.  1. 


BOSTON: 
ADVENT  CHRISTIAN  PUBLICATION  SOCIETY, 

GEORGE   T.   ADAMS,    BUSINESS  AGENT, 
160  Hanover  Street. 


PREFACE. 


Tins  volume,  as  its  title  indicates,  embraces  the  hymns  of 
"  The  Jubilee  Harp,"  without  the  music.  It  is  designed  to 
meet  the  wants  of  the  many  in  our  congregations  who  never 
use  the  music,  and  who  desire  a  book  with  larger  print,  at  a 
lower  price.  The  whole  has  been  carefully  revised  and  cor- 
rected, and  a  brief  supplement  of  choice  and  popular  hymns 
appended. 

The  general  favor  with  which  "  The  Harp  "  has  been  re- 
ceived, and  the  large  circulation  which  it  has  already  attained, 
encourages  the  belief  that  "  The  Hymns,"  as  a  companion 
to  the  other,  will  find  in  all  our  churches  a  still  wider  wel- 
come, because  it  satisfies  the  wants  of  a  larger  number  of 
those  who  take  part  in  Christian  worship. 

Embracing,  as  it  docs,  so  many  of  the  best  hymns  in  the 
language,  freed  from  the  errors  of  a  false  theology,  and  in 
harmony  with  the  faith  and  hope  of  the  gospel,  it  commends 
itself,  we  trust,  to  the  favor  of  all  who  would  sing  the  Lord's 
praises  "  with  the  spirit  "  and  "  with  the  understanding  also." 
May  it  quicken  and  give  voice  to  the  devotions  of  his  wait- 
ing church,  until  that  glad  day  comes  when  we  shall  all  join 
in  "  the  new  song  around  the  throne  M  1 


The  figures  in  parenthesis,  aftci  the  number  of  the 
hymn,  refer  to  the  page  of  '  The  Jubilee  Harp  "  where  the 
same  hymn  may  be  found 


Entered,  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  ii   the  year  1868,  by  Tim  Advent 

Christian  Publication  Society,  in  the  Clerk's  Office  of 

the  District  Court  of  the  District  of  Massachusetts. 


INDEX   Or    SUBJECTS. 


NOTE.— The  figures  in  this  Index  refer  to  the  Hymn— not  to  the  pageu 

Public  "Worship.    Opening— 4.  5,  7,  14,  36,  42,  51,  76,  $8,  138,140, 
199,  219,  243,  254,  *70,  301,  302,  306,  307,  310,  337,  372,  381,  6y5, 
723,  737,  773. 
Closing— £,  169,  283,  388. 

General  Praise— 1,  2,  11,  13,  14,  19,  22,  33,  34.  35,43, 44, 47,49,  50, 
52,  53,  70,  71,  74,  77,  84,  93,  94,  156,  167,  215,  224,  228,  229,  234, 
237,  238,  239,  240,  241,  242,  263,  264,  273,  290,  300,  311,  317,  3i8, 
322,  324,  325,  330,  341,  342,  345,  346.  350,  358,  371,  378,  399,  400, 
413,  422,  446,  476,  533,  536,  544,  573,  590,  599,  634,  744,  758,  769, 
772,  775,  779,  800,  814,  810. 

GOD,  his  Perfections  and  Providence— 3,  10,  12,  20,  68,  117,  124,  150, 
164,  208,  336,  347,  516,  747,  764,  765,  768,  778. 

The  Scriptures— 46,  174,  180,  233,  443,  464,  489,  570,  662,  724,  728, 
738,  766,  780,  783,  792.  807. 

CHRIST— 21,  27,  110,  146,  175,  189,  210,  214,  226,  333,  429,  435,  450,478, 
519,  608,  014,  019,  636,  094,  703,  771,  789,  803. 
Advent— 152,  153,  154,  155,  701,  707,  710. 
Passio re— 16,  114,  420,  571,  757. 
Crucifixion— 111,  115,  li4,  366,  407,  440,  459,  467,  492,  501,  656,  668, 

734,  785. 
Resurrection—?),  344.  412,  586,  706,  804.  (Supplement,  2.) 
Coming  and  Reign— 17,  63,  64,  165,  207,  221,  228,  229,  236,  258,  259, 
309,  326,  335,  343,  351,  363,  382,  387,  393,  394,  395,  396,  406,  407, 
408,  409,  411,  417,  430,  448,  461,  462,  473,  494,  496,  500,  520,  524, 
527,  530,  541,  502,  572,  577,  601,  003,  618,  039,  640,  047,  050,  663, 
665,  067,  669,  676,  677,  679,  6S3,  687,  690,  G93,  G99,  716,  722,  732, 
746,  751,  753.    (Supplement,  4.) 

IIOLT  SPIRIT— 24,  25,  85,  136,  183,  204,  245,  246,  247,  248,  249,  348, 
517,  686,  721.  729,  748,  798,  799,  805. 

Redemption— 101,  108,  145,  160,  201,  202,  212,  262,  265,  294,  328,  340, 
379,  428,  457,  532,  545,  556,  558,  559,  574,  594,  597,  615,  616,  624, 
626,  672,  697.    (Supplement,  9.) 

INVITATION -23,  45,  54,  62,  67,  82.  132,  147.  187,  188,  200,  256,  266, 
267,  282,  367,  369,  377,  404,  442,  456,  474,  479,  484,  502,  513,  526, 
537,  538,  550,  566,  580,  610,  Gil,  627,  632,  638,  641,  649,  660,  061, 
696,  713,  714,  715,  717,  718,  7i0,  731,  787,  817.     (Supp.  8,  13.) 

Penitential— 41, 103,  118,  122,  106,  209,  270,  313,  314,  355,  363,  375, 
391,  452,  539,  583,  598,  612,  739,  795.     (Supplement,   11.) 

Christian  Experience— 48.  78,  98, 116,  141,  142,  195,  205,208,  255, 
293,  295,  290,  338,  439,  451,  455.  459,  406,  503  507,  511,  525,  548, 
654,  609,  628,  680,  084,  085,  700,  709,  730,  815. 


INDEX      OF      SUBJECTS. 


Love— 05,  120,  12G,  1S6,  6*2,  712,  777,  790. 

Faith— 38,  72,  75,  123,  125,  131,  144,  151,  103,  172,  173,  17S,  203,  213, 

220,  23"»,  291,  292,  312,  410,  4sl,  490,  022,  070,  074,  750,  755,  701, 

7SS,  790,  821. 
Hope— 80,  91.  141,  159,  171, 170,  2G8,  332,  444,  403,  491,  498.    (Sup- 
plement, 7, 10.) 
Warfare-^  00,  73,  81,  101,  209,  319,  320,  321,  323,  357,  3S5,  431 

45:;,  512,  552,  559,  507,501,  051,  071. 
Consecration— 50.  01,  7S,  119,  177,  218,  244.  3G0,  392,  425,  441    468, 

409,  508,  510,  595,  704,  740,  712,  702,  786,  800. 
Complaint— .92, 125,  334,174,  421,  578,  000,  052. 
Joy— 18,  480,  485,  514,  515,  653,  568,  004,  017. 
Afflictions— 100,  110,  278,  2S9,  297,  298,  303,  414,  415,  424,  447,  501, 

621,  529,  574,  007,  G33,  G40,  720,  735,  759. 
Aspirationr-m,  271,  277,  284,  308,  370,  418,  449,  475,  518,  542,  5S1, 

002,  613,  030,  048.    (Supplement.  3.) 
Fellowship— 15,  223,  305,  352,359,  432,  437, 45S,  482,  584,  5S7,810. 
Watchfulness— 285,  301,  300,  310,  433,  402,  021,  047. 
Prayer*- 121,  327,  329,  383,  403,  500,  005,  00G,  702,  797,  S19,  820. 
Zeal— 20,  354,  540,  503, 030,  754. 
Ordinances. 

Dedication— 30,  31,  32. 
Ordination — 65,  81. 
Baptism— 07,  274,  39S,  405,  091,  71G. 
Lord's  Supper— 287,  288,  384,  575,  582,  813,  818. 
Miscellaneous— 133,  200,  349,  350,  401,  523,  547,  5G4,  5G5,  579,  589, 

(ill,  (ill,  725,  733,  743,  750,  784. 
Than  ksq  i  vin  q — 405 . 
Pastoral— 307,  631,  705, 781,  811. 
Mominq  Hymns— 168,  281,  353,  354,  390,  793,  802. 
Evening  Hymns— 00,  148,  158.  184,  299,  59(»,  719,  749,  7G3,  77G,  791. 
Sunday  Schools— 470,  540,  020,  G23,  G37,  042,  G45. 
Family  S<mqs—53±,  593. 
Fast— 252,  253. 
Doxologies  — 10. 
SHORTNESS  of  Time— 102, 272,  275,  488,  557.    (Supplement,  7,  13.) 
DEATH— 55,  109,  113,  117,  250,  251,480,487. 

Resurrection— 58,  90,  102,  1S2,  193,  279,  331,  509,  5SS.  (Supple- 
ment, 2.) 

Judgment— 57,  179,  210,  315,  410,  423,  409,  G53,  G58,  727,  741,  782, 
812. 

Glorified  State— Gl,  09,  80,  99,  135,  157,  170,  191,  200,  217,  225, 
220,  230,  211,  257,  280,  339,  380,  4d2,  427,  411,  436,  438,  415,  454, 
400,  472,  481,  491,  497,  505,  509,  522,  528,  511,  £35,  513,  549,  551, 
555,  501,  686,  592,  606,  025,  051,  055,  057,  059,  004,  073,  075,  G7*>, 
678v  G88,  092,  0J8,  745,  752.    (Supplement,  5,  0,  8,  12.) 


4 


HYMNS 


OF    THE 


JUBILEE    'HIJk.FiF. 


{      (5)  (Winchester.)  L.  M. 

1  rpO  God,  the  great,  the  ever  blest, 
JL   Let  songs  of  honor  be  addressed  ; 
His  mercy  firm  forever  stands, 

Give  him  the  thanks  his  love  demands. 

2  Who  knows  the  wonders  of  thy  ways  ! 
Who  shall  fulfil  thy  boundless  praise  ! 
Blest  are  the  souls  who  fear  thee  still, 
And  pay  their  duty  to  thy  will. 

3  Remember  what  thy  mercy  did 
For  Jacob's  race,  thy  chosen  seed ; 
And,  with  the  same  salvation,  bless 
The  meanest  suppliaut  of  thy  grace. 

4  Oh,  may  I  see  thy  tribes  rejoice, 

And  aid  their  triumphs  with  my  voice  ! 
Thi3  is  my  glory,  Lord,  to  be 
Joined  to  thy  saints,  and  near  to  thee. 
5 


H  Y  MNS. 

2  (5)  {Winchester.)  L.  M. 

1  T)RAISE,  everlasting  praise,  be  paid 
JL    To  II  im  who  earth's  foundation  laid ; 
Praise  to  the  God,  whose  strong  decrees 
8  way  the  creation  as  he  please. 

2  Firm  are  the  words  his  prophets  give, 
Sweet  words  on  which  his  children  live  ; 
Each  of  them  is  the  voice  of  God, 
Who  spoke  and  spread  the  skies  abroad. 

3  Whence  then  should  doubts  and  fears  arise? 
Why  trickling    orrows  drown  our  eyes? 
Slowly,  alas  !   oar  mind  receives 

The  comforts  that  our  Maker  gives. 

4  Oh,  for  a  strong,  a  lasting  faith, 
To  credit  what  th'  Almighty  saith  ; 
T'  embrace  the  message  of  his  Son, 
And  call  the  joys  of  heaven  our  own. 

5  Then  should  the  earth's  old  pillars  shake, 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  break  ; 
Our  steady  souls  shall  fear  no  more, 
Than  solid  rocks  when  billows  roar. 

3  (5)  (Winchester.)  L.  M. 

1  rpiIE  Lord,  how  wond'rous  are  his  ways  ! 
JL    How  firm  his  truth  !  how  large  his  grace  J 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne, — 

And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known. 

2  Not  half  so  high  his  power  hath  spread 
The  starry  heavens  above  our  head, 
As  his  rich  love  exceeds  our  praise, 
Exceeds  the  highest  hopes  we  raise. 

3  Not  half  SO  far  lias  nature  placed 
The  rising  morning  from  the  west, 
As  his  forgiving  grace  removes 
The  daily  guilt  of  those  he  loves. 


H  Y  M  INT  S  . 

4  How  slowly  doth  his  wrath  arise  ! 
On  swifter  wings  salvation  flies  ; 
And,  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn, 
How  soon  his  frowns  to  pity  turn  ! 

4  (6)  {Devotion.)  L.  M. 

1  QWEET  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 

O  Xo  mortal  care  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
Oh,  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of,  solemn  sound. 

2  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word  ; 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
How  deep  thy  counsels,  how  divine  ! 

3  Fools  never  raise  their  thoughts  so  high, 
Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  die  ; 
Like  grass  they  flourish  till  thy  breath 
Blasts  them  in  everlasting  death. 

4  But  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 

5  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below  ; 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

5  (7)  {Devotion.)  L.  M, 

1  T  ORD,  'tis  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand, 
JU  In  gardens  planted  by  thy  hand  ; 
Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  seen, 
Like  a  young  cedar  fresh  and  green. 

2  There  grow  thy  saints  in  faith  and  love, 
Blest  with  thine  influence  from  above  ; 
Not  Lebanon,  with  all  its  trees, 
Yield  such  a  comelv  sight  as  these. 

'  7 


HYMXS. 

3  The  plants  of  grace  shall  ever  live  ; 
(Nature  decays,  but  grace  must  thrive  ;) 
Time  that  does  all  things  else  impair, 
Still  makes  them  flourish  strong  and  fair. 

4  Laden  with  fruits  of  age,  they  show 
The  Lord  is  holy,  just  and  true  : 
None  that  attend  his  gates  shall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  or  unkind. 

5i     (7)  (Devotion.)  L.  M. 

1  IHTOW  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 
XI  O  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  dwellings  are  ! 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 

To  meet  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  My  flesh  would  rest  in  thine  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God ; 
My  God  !  my  King  !  why  should  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  thee  ? 

3  Blest  are  the  souls  that  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace  ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise. 

4  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion\s  gate  ; 

God  is  their  strength,  and,  through  the  road. 
They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 

5  Cheerful  they  walk,  witli  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length  ; 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 

({      (7)  (Devotion.)  L.  M. 

1     A  NOTHER  six  days'  work  is  done; 
1\_  Another  Sabbath  is  begun. 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  the  rest  ; 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  hath  blest. 


2  Come,  bless  the  Lord,  whose  love  assigns 
So  sweet  a  rest  to  wearied  minds  ; 
Provides  an  antepast  of  heaven, 

And  gives  this  day  the  food  of  seven, 

3  O  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies  ; 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose 
Which  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows. 

4  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

5  In  holy  duties  let  the  day 
In  holy  pleasures  pass  away. 

How  sweet  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hopes  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end. 

7     (7)  (Devotion.)  L.  M. 

1  TT7TTH  one  consent  let  all  the  earth 

V  V    To  God  their  cheerful  voices  raise  , 
Glad  homage  pay,  with  hallowed  mirth, 
And  sing  before  him  songs  of  praise  ; 

2  Assured  that  he  is  God  alone, 

From  whom  both  we  and  all  proceed ; 
We,  whom  he  chooses  for  his  own, 
The  flock  which  he  delights  to  feed. 

3  0  !  enter,  then,  his  temple  gate  ; 

Thence  to  his  courts  devoutly  press  ; 
And  still  your  grateful  hymns  repeat, 
And  still  his  name  with  praises  bless. 

4  For  he's  the  Lord,  supremely  good  ; 

His  mercy  is  forever  sure  ; 
His  truth,  which  always  firmly  stood, 
To  endless  ages  shall  endure. 
9 


JT  Y  M  NT  S  . 

8  (7)  (O/cZ  Hundred.) 

1  TMSMISS  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord; 
JLJ  Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word ; 
All  that  has  been  amiss,  forgive, 

And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  avc  are  guilty,  thou  art  good ; 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood  ; 
Give  every  burdened  soul  release, 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 

9  (8)  (Arnheim.)  L.  ML 

1  AUR  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead, 
\J  Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high  ; 
The  powers  of  hell  arc  captive  led — 

Dragged  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 

2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay : 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates  ! 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way  ! 

3  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 

And  wide  unfold  th'  ethereal  scene  ; 
He  claims  these  mansions  as  his  right,  — 
Receive  the  King  of  glory  in  ! 

4  Who  is  the  King  of  glory  ?     Who? 

The  Lord,  that  all  our  foes  o'creame  ; 
The,  world,  sin,  death  and  hell  o'erthrew, 
And  Jesus  is  the  Conq'ror's  name. 

5  Lo  !   his  triumphal  chariot  waits. 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  : 

Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates; 

Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way  ! 

€  Who  is  the  King  of  glory?     Who? 

The  Lord,  of  glorious  power  possessed, 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too; 
God  over  all,  forever  blest  1 
10 


H  YM  N  S. 

JO     (8)  (Arnheim.)  L.  M. 

1  TTIGH  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 
XX  Thy  goodness  in  fall  glory  shines  ; 
Thy  truth  shall  break  through  every  cloud 

That  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs. 

2  Forever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep  ; 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands  ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large  ; 

Both  man  and  beast  thy  bounty  share ; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 
But  saints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  My  God  !  how  excellent  thy  grace, 

Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  springs  ! 
The  sons  of  Adam  in  distress 
Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

11      (8)  (Arnheim.)  L.  M 

1  rpHE  Lord  !  how  absolute  he  reigns  ! 
X   Let  every  angel  bend  the  knee  ; 
Sing  of  his  love  in  heavenly  strains, 

And  speak  how  fierce  his  terrors  be. 

2  High  on  a  throne  his  glories  dwell, 

An  awful  throne  of  shining  bliss  : 
Fly  through  the  world,  O  sun,  and  tell 
Plow  dark  thy  beams  compared  to  his  ! 

3  Awake,  ye  tempests,  and  his  fame 

In  sounds  of  dreadful  praise  declare  ; 
And  the  sweet  whisper  of  his  name 
Fill  every  gentler  breeze  of  air. 

4  Let  clouds,  and  winds,  and  waves,  agree 

To  join  their  praise  with  blazing  fire  ; 
Let  the  firm  earth  and  rolling  sea 
In  this  eternal  song  conspire. 
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£C  YMNS. 

12  (8)  (JnJici'm.)  L.  M. 

1  I  LL-POWERFUL,  self-existent  God, 
IX.  Who  all  creation  dost  sustain  ! 
Thou  wast,  and  art,  and  art  to  come, 

And  everlasting  is  thy  reign. 

2  Fixed  and  eternal  as  thy  days, 

Each  glorious  attribute  divine, 
Through  ages  infinite,  shall  still 
With  undiminished  lustre  shine. 

13  (9)  (Angel's  Hymn.)  L.  M. 

1  TT7TTII  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue, 

V  V     I'll  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song  ; 
Angels  shall  hear  the  notes  I  raise, 
Approve  the  song,  and  join  the  praise. 

2  To  God  I  cried  when  troubles  rose, 
lie  heard  me,  and  subdued  my  foes  ; 
lie  did  my  rising  fears  control, 

And  strength  diffused  through  all  my  soul. 

3  Amidst  a  thousand  snares  I  stand, 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  ; 
Thy  words  my  fainting  soul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 

4  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins, 
To  save  from  sorrow  or  from  sins  ; 
The  work  that  wisdom  undertakes, 
Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forsakes* 

|4     ((J)  (AngeFs  Hymn.)  L.  M. 

1  f\    COME,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing, 
\J    Loud  thanks  to  our  Almighty  King; 
For  we  our  voices  high  should  raise, 

A\" J j i - 1 1  our  salvation's  Rock  we  praise. 

2  The  depths  of  earth  are  in  his  hand, 

Hi-  secrel  wealth  at  his  command ; 

The  strength  of  hills,  that  threat  the  skies, 
Subjerted  to  his  empire  lies. 
12 


H  Y  M  N  & . 

b  The  rolling  ocean's  vast  abyss 
By  the  same  sovereign  right  is  his ; 
'Tis  moved  by  his  almighty  hand, 
That  formed  and  fixed  the  solid  land. 

4  O  let  us  to  his  courts  repair, 
And  bow  with  adoration  there  ; 
Down  on  our  knees  devoutly  all 
Before  the  Lord  our  Maker  fall. 

J 5      (0)  (Angel's  Hymn.)  L.  M. 

1  TTOW  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 
OIL  In  union  sweet,  according  minds  ! 
How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run, 
Whose  faith,  whose  hopes,  whose  joys  are  one. 

2  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear ! 
What  ardent  love  !  what  tender  fear  ! 
How  doth  the  fire  of  grace  within 
Refine  from  earth,  and  cleanse  from  sin ! 

3  Their  hearts  with  mutual  sorrows  melt 
For  human  woe  and  human  guilt ; 
Their  fervent  prayers  together  rise, 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

4  With  eager  step  they  seek  the  place 
Where  God  reveals  his  awful  face  ; 
Join  with  one  heart  in  songs  of  praise, 
And  thankful  hymns  together  raise. 

15      (0)  (AngeVs  Hymn.)  L.  M. 

1  "1  TY  blest  Redeemer  and  my  Lord, 
_1VJL  I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word  ; 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  What  truth  and  love  thy  bosom  fill ! 
What  zeal  to  do  thy  Father's  will ! 
Such  zeal,  and  truth,  and  love  divine, 

I  would  transcrib  e,  and  make  them  mine. 
13 


ii  Y  M  2*  & . 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer  ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  vict'ry  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern  ;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 

Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

17  (10)  (Wtibraham.)  L.  M. 

1  TESUS,  thy  church,  with  longing  eyes, 
*J    For  thine  expected  coming  waits  ; 
When  will  the  promised  light  arise, 

And  glory  beam  on  Zion's  gates  ? 

2  E'en  now  when  tempests  round  us  fall, 

And  wintry  clouds  o'ercast  the  sky, 
Thy  words  with  pleasure  we  recall, 
And  deem  that  our  redemption's  nigh. 

3  O  come  and  reign  o'er  ev'ry  land  ; 

Let  Satan  from  his  throne  be  hurled, 
All  nations  bow  to  thy  command. 
And  grace  revive  a  dying  world. 

4  Teach  us  in  watchfulness  and  prayer, 

To  wait  for  thine  appointed  hour  ; 
And  lit  us,  by  thy  grace,  to  share 

The  triumphs  of  thy  conq'ring  power. 

18  (10)  {Portugal)  L.  M. 

1  T  OKI),  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 
_lj  Who  led  the  joys  <>f"  pardoned  sin; 

Though  storms  of  wrath  shake,  earth  and  sea, 
Their  minds  have  holy  peace  within. 

2  The  day  glides  sv/ifily  o'er  their  heads, 

Made  up  of  innocence  and  love; 

And  soft  and  sik  it  as  the  shades, 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  nio'e. 
14 


H  Y  ]VI  ZN"  S . 

3  Quick  as  their  thoughts,  their  joy 3  corae  onf 

But  fly  not  half  so  swift  away  ; 
Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  summer  evenings  be. 

4  They  scorn  to  seek  for  golden  toys, 

But  spend  the  day  and  share  the  night 
In  numb'ring  o'er  the  richer  joys 

That  God  prepares  for  their  delight. 

19     (11)  (Cyprus.)  L.M. 

1  rilHE  Savior  ur  lives,  no  more  to  die  ; 

_L    He  lives  our  head,  enthroned  on  high  ; 
He  lives  triumphant  o'er  the  grave  ; 
He  lives  eternally  to  save. 

2  He  lives  to  still  his  people's  fears  ; 
He  lives  to  wipe  away  their  tears  ; 
He  lives  their  mansions  to  prepare ; 
He  lives  to  bring  them  safely  there. 

3  Then  let  our  souls  in  him  rejoice, 

And  sing  his  praise  with  cheerful  voice  ; 
Our  doubts  and  fears  forever  gone, 
For  Christ  is  on  the  Father's  throne. 

4  The  chief  of  sinners' he  receives  ; 
His  saints  he  loves,  and  never  leaves  ; 
He'll  guard  us  safe  from  every  ill, 
And  all  his  promises  fulfil. 

20      (11)  (Cyprus.)  L.M. 

1  T)RAISE  ye  the  Lord  !  'tis  good  to  raise 
Jl    Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise  ; 
His  nature  and  his  works  unite 

To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  He  formed  the  stars,  those  heavenly  flames  ; 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names  ; 
His  wisdom's  vast,  and  knows  no  bound  ; 
His  counsels  are  a  deep  profound. 

15 


EL  Y  JVI  ^T  S . 

3  Great  is  the  Lord,  and  great  his  might  I 
Kind  are  his  ways,  his  judgments  right; 
He  loves  the  meek,  rewards  the  just, 
And  lifts  the  humble  from  the  dust. 

4  His  saints  are  precious  in  his  sight ; 
He  views  his  children  with  delight ; 

He  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
Approves  and  owns  his  image  there. 

21  (n)      {Cyprus)     (Wilbraham.)         L.  M. 

1  f\F  him  who  did  salvation  bring, 
\J  I  could  forever  think  and  sing  ; 
Arise,  ye  needy,  he'll  relieve  ; 
Arise,  ye  guilty,  he'll  forgive. 

2  To  shame  our  sins  he  blushed  in  blood, 
He  closed  his  eyes  to  show  us  God  ; 
Let  all  the  world  fall  down  and  know, 
That  none  but  God  such  love  can  show. 

3  'Tis  thee  I  love,  for  thee  alone, 

I  shed  my  tears  and  make  my  moan ! 
Where'er  I  am,  where'er  I  move, 
I  meet  the  object  of  my  love. 

4  Insatiate  to  this  spring  I  fly  ; 
I  drink,  and  yet  am  ever  dry  ; 

Ah  !  who  against  thy  charms  is  proof  ? 
Ah  !  who  that  loves  can  love  enough  ? 

22  C11)      (Cyprus.)      (Portugal.)  L.  M, 

1  T  ET  everlasting  glories  crown 

JLi  Thy  head,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord ; 
For  thou  hast  brought  salvation  down, 
And  stored  its  blessings  in  thy  word. 

2  In  vain  the  trembling  conscience  seeks 

Some  solid  ground  to  rest  upon  ; 
With  deep  despair  the  spirit  breaks, 
Till  we  apply  to  Christ  alone. 
16 


H  YMN"S. 

3  How  well  thy  blessed  truths  agree  ! 

How  wise  and  holy  thy  commands  ! 
Thy  promises,  how  large  and  free  ! 

Firm  on  this  ground  our  comfort  stands. 

4  Should  all  the  schemes  that  men  devise 

Assault  my  faith  with  treach'rous  art, 
I'd  count  them  vanity  and  lies, 
And  bind  the  gospel  to  my  heart. 

23  (12)  {Greenwich.) 

1  T  IFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
JU  The  time  t*  insure  the  great  reward ; 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 

2  The  living  know  that  they  must  die  ; 
But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie  ; 

Their  mem'ry  and  their  sense  are  gone, 
Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

3  Their  hatred  and  their  love  is  lost, 
Their  envy  buried  in  the  dust ; 
They  have  no  share  in  all  that's  done 
Beneath  the  circuit  of  the  sun. 

4  Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  hands,  with  all  your  might,  pursue, 
Since  no  device  nor  work  is  found, 
Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

24  (13)     {Greenwich.)     {Farnsworth.) 

1  riOME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  guest, 

\J  And  make  thy  mansion  in  my  breast ; 
Dispel  my  doubts,  my  fears  control, 
And  heal  the  anguish  of  my  soul. 

2  Thou  God  of  love  and  peace  divine, 
O,  make  thy  light  within  me  shine  ! 
Forgive  my  sins,  my  guilt,  remove, 
And  send  the  tokens  of  thy  love, 

17 


H  Y  IVX  1ST  S  . 

25  (13)  (Farnsicorth.)  L.  M. 
i    /nOME,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

\J  "With  light  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide  ; 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  To  us  the  light  of  truth  display, 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way  ? 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 
That  we  irom  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

3  Lead  us  to  holiness — the  road 

Which  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God ; 
Lead  us  to  Christ  —  the  living  way  ; 
Nor  let  us  from  his  pastures  stray. 

26  (14)  (Blendon.)  L.  M. 

1  /°10,  labor  on  !  spend  and  be  spent, 
\J  Thy  joy  to  do  thy  Father's  will ; 
It  is  the  way  the  Master  went, 

Should  not  his  servants  tread  it  still? 

2  Go,  labor  on  !  while  it  is  day, 

The  long,  dark  night  is  hastening  on  ; 
O,  speed  thy  work,  shake  off  thy  sloth, 
For  it  is  thus  that  souls  are  won. 

3  See  thousands  dying  at  your  side, 

Your  brethren,  kindred,  friends  at  home  ; 
See  millions  perishing  afar  ; 

Haste,  brethren,  to  their  rescue  come. 

4  Toil  on,  toil  on,  thou  soon  shalt  find 

A  holy  rest,  a  happy  home  ; 
Soon  shalt  thou  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice, 
The  midnight  peal,  "Behold,  I  come." 

27  (U)  (Cumberland.)  L.  M. 
1    r\V  all  the  joys  we  mortals  know, 

\J  Jesus,  thy  love  exceeds  the  rest ; 
Love,  the  best  blessing  here  below, 
The  highest  rapture  of  the  blest. 
18 


2  Securely  held  in  thine  embrace, 

No  fickle  thought  attempts  to  rove  ; 
Each  smile  that's  seen  upon  thy  face, 
Fixes,  and  charms,  and  fires  our  love* 

3  Oft  of  thine  absence  we  complain, 

And  sadly  weep,  and  humbly  pray  ; 
Yet  there  is  pleasure  in  the  pain, 

The  tears  are  sweet  which  mourn  thy  stay. 

28  (15)  (Judalu)  L.  M. 

1  TESUS,  my  King,  proclaims  the  war ; 
J    Awake  !  awake  !  the  foe  is  near  ! 

"  To  arms  !  to  arms  ! "  I  hear  him  cry  ; 
"'Tis  yours  to  conquer  or  to  die  !" 

2  Housed  by  the  animating  sound, 
I  cast  my  eager  eyes  around  ; 

I  haste  to  gird  my  armor  on, 

And  bid  each  trembling  fear  be  gone. 

3  Hope  is  my  helmet,  faith  my  shield  ; 
The  word  of  God  the  sword  I  wield  ; 
With  sacred  truth  my  loins  are  girt, 
And  holy  zeal  inspires  my  heart. 

4  Full-armed,  I  venture  on  the  fight, 
Resolved  to  put  my  foes  to  flight, 
While  Jesus  kindly  deigns  to  spread 
His  conq'ring  banner  o'er  my  head. 

5  In  him  I  hope,  in  him  I  trust ; 
His  bleeding  cross  is  all  my  boast  ; 
Through  troops  of  foes  he'll  lead  me  on 
To  vict'ry  and  the  victor's  crown. 

29  (1 5)  V*™>  England.)  L.  M. 
1  TT7AIT  on  the  Lord,  ye  heirs  of  hope, 

V  V     And  let  his  word  support  each  soul ; 
Well  can  he  bear  your  courage  up, 
And  all  your  foes  and  fears  control. 
19 


K  Y  INI  N"  S  . 

2  He  waits  his  own  well-chosen  hour 

Th'  intended  mercy  to  display  ; 
And  his  paternal  pities  move, 

While  wisdom  dictates  the  delay. 

3  Blest  are  the  humble  souls  that  wait, 

"With  sweet  submission  to  his  will 
Harmonious  all  their  passions  move, 
And  in  the  midst  of  storms  are  still, — 

4  Still,  till  their  Father's  well-known  voice 

Wakens  their  silence  into  songs  : 
Then  earth  grows  vocal  with  his  praise, 
And  heaven  the  grateful  shout  prolongs. 

30  (1G)  {Dedication.)  L.  M. 

1  nnilE  perfect  world,  by  Adam  trod, 
JL    Was  the  first  temple  built  by  God  ; 
His  fiat  laid  the  corner-stone  ; 

He  spake,  and,  lo  !  the  work  was  done. 

2  lie  hung  its  starry  roof  on  high, 
The  broad  expanse  of  azure  sky  ; 

He  spread  its  pavement,  green  and  bright, 
And  curtained  it  with  morning  li^ht. 

3  The  mountains  in  their  places  stood, 
The  sea,  the  .sky  —  and  all  was  good; 
And  when  its  firsl  pure  praises  rang, 
The  morning  stars  together  sans. 

o  o  o 

4  Lord,  'tis  not  ours  to  make  the  sea, 
And  earth  .mm:]  sky,  a  house  tor  thee; 

But  iu  thy  sight  our  off'ring  stands, 

A  humble  temple,  built  with  hands. 

31  (16)  (Dedication.)  L*  M. 
1    r\  BOW  thine  ear,  Eternal  One  ! 

\J  On  thee  our  heart  adoring  calls  ; 
To  thee  the  followers  of  thy  Son 

Have  raisedj  and  now  devote  these  walls. 

20 


HY.MNS. 

2  Here  let  thy  holy  days  be  kept ; 

And  be  this  place  to  worship  given, 
Like  that  bright  spot  where  Jacob  slept, 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

3  Here  may  thine  honor  dwell ;  and  here, 

As  incense,  let  thy  children's  prayer, 
From  contrite  hearts  and  lips  sincere, 
Rise  on  the  still  and  holy  air. 

4  Here  be  thy  praise  devoutly  sung  ; 

Here  let  thy  truth  beam  forth  to  save, 
As  when,  of  old,  thy  Spirit  hung, 

On  wings  of  light,  o'er  Jordan's  wave. 

82      (16)    {Dedication.)     {Old  Hundred.) 

1  I  |  ERE,  in  thy  name,  eternal  God, 

XI  We  build  this  earthly  house  for  thee  ; 
O,  choose  it  for  thy  fixed  abode, 
And  guard  it  long  from  error  free. 

2  TVhen  here,  0  Lord,  we  seek  thy  face, 

And  dying  sinners  pray  to  live, 
Hear  thou  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling  place, 
And  when  thou  nearest,  Lord,  forgive. 

3  When  here  thy  messengers  proclaim 

The  blessed  Gospel  of  thy  Son, 
Still  by  the  power  of  his  great  name 
Be  mighty  signs  and  wonders  done. 

4  And  when  our  voices  raise  the  song  — 

Hosanna  !  to  our  heavenly  King  — 
Let  heaven  with  earth  the  strain  prolong ; 
Hosanna  !  let  the  angels  sing. 

32i     (16)    {Old  Hundred.)    {Dedication.) 
1   T)E  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high, 
AJ  And,  as  thy  glory  fills  the  sky, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  displayed, 
Till  thou  art  here  as  there  obeyed. 
21 


(Old  Hundred.)    (Dedication.) 

2  T) RAISE  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow ; 
X    Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 

Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

3  A  LL  glory,  while  the  ages  run, 
JJl  Be  to  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
Who  rose  from  death  ;  the  same  to  thee, 

0  Holy  Ghost,  eternally. 

4  TT70RTTIY  the  Lamb  of  boundless  sway, — 

V  V     In  earth  and  heaven  the  Lord  of  all ! 
Let  all  the  powers  of  earth  obey, 
And  low  before  his  footstool  fall. 

83      (17)  (Old  Hundred.)  L.  M. 

1    f\  IVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame, 

VI  Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  power ; 

Ascribe  due  honors  to  his  name, 
And  his  eternal  might  adore. 

2  The  Lord  proclaims  his  power  aloud 

Through  every  ocean,  every  land  ; 
His  voice  divides  the  watery  cloud, 
And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command. 

3  The  Lord  sits  sovereign  on  the  flood  ; 

O'er  earth  he  reigns  forever  king  ; 

But  makes  his  church  his  blest  abode, 

Where  we  his  awful  glories  sing. 

4  In  gentler  language,  there  the  Lord 

The  counsel  of  his  grace  imparts; 
Amid  the  raging  storm,  his  word 

Speaks  peace  and  comfoii  to  our  hearts. 

34      (17)  (Old  Hundred.)  L.  M. 

1  Q1XG  to  Jehovah's  mighty  name  ; 
O    Publish  abroad  his  glorious  fame; 
Let  all  the  saints  with  (Hie  accord, 
Exalt  and  magnify  the  Lord. 

22 


H  Y  M  IN"  S . 

2  Praise  him  in  holy  strains  sublime  ; 
Employ  a  melody  divine  ; 

Let  thoughts  celestial  seize  the  soul, 
While  music  from  the  tongue  shall  roll, 

3  Now  let  our  animation  rise 
Like  sacred  incense  to  the  skies  ; 
Nor  let  one  passion,  base  or  vile, 
The  worship  of  our  God  defile. 

4  So  shall  our  condescending  King 
Accept  the  tribute  that  we  bring ; 
And  pour  his  plenteous  blessings  down, 
And  all  our  years  with  favor  crown. 

5  So  shall  our  tongues  be  trained  in  time 
To  roll  the  numbers  all  divine, 
When  mortal  days  and  years  are  done, 
And  the  eternal  kingdom  come. 

85      (17)  (Old  Hundred)  L.  M. 

1   T/HE  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 

X    Before  the  Lord,  your  sovereign  King  ; 

Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice  ; 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  sing. 

1  The  Lord  is  God  ;  'tis  he  alone 

Doth  life,  and  breath,  and  being  give  ; 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own  — 
The  sheep  that  on  his  pastures  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  songs  of  joy, 

With  praises  to  his  courts  repair  ; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ 

To  pay  your  thanks  and  honors  there. 

4  The  Lord  is  good,  the  Lord  is  kind, 

Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  sure  ; 
And  the  whole  race  of  man  shall  find 
His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure, 
23 


H  Y  M  ^  S . 

36  (17)  (OW  Hundred.)  L.  M. 

1  T  O,  God  is  here  !  let  us  adore, 

JU  And  humbly  bow  before  his  face  ; 
Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power, 
Let  all  within  us  seek  his  grace. 

2  Lo,  God  is  here  !  him  day  and  night, 

United  choirs  of  angels  sin^ ; 
To  him,  enthroned  above  all  height, 

Heaven's  host  their  noblest  praises  bring. 

3  Being  of  beings  !  may  our  praise 

Thy  courts  with  grateful  incense  fill ; 
Still  may  we  stand  before  thy  face, 
Still  hear  and  do  thy  sovereign  will. 

37  (18)  (Wells.)  L.  M. 

1  TjlIvOM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
JL    Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord, 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

3  Your  lofty  themes,  ye  mortals,  bring, 
In  songs  of  praise  divinely  sing ; 
The  great  salvation  loud  proclaim, 
And  shout  for  joy  the  Saviour's  name. 

4  In  every  land  begin  the  song ; 
To  every  land  the  strains  belong; 
In  cheerful  sounds  all  voices  raise, 
And  iill  the  world  with  loudest  praise. 

38  (18)  (Ward.)  L.  M. 

1   riOD  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints 

VJT  When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 
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EC  Y  M  :N"  s . 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurled 

Down  to  the  deep  and  buried  there  ; 
Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world, 
Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  There  is  a  stream,  whose  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  ; 
Life,  love,  and  joy  still  gliding  through, 
And  wat'ring  our  divine  abode. 

4  That  sacred  stream,  thy  holy  word, 

Our  grief  allays,  our  fear  controls  : 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 

And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 

39  (19)  (Duke  Street.)  L.  M. 
1    T  ORD,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high, 

Xj  Ten  thousand  angels  filled  the  sky  : 
Those  heavenly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  state. 

1  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there, 
While  he  pronounced  his  dreadful  law, 
And  struck  the  chosen  tribes  with  awe. 

b  Raised  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  sent  the  promised  Spirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

40  (19)      {Duke  Street.)     (Wells.)         L.  M. 

1  I  I  EAR,  gracious  Sovereign,  from  thy  throne, 
XX  And  send  thy  various  blessings  down  ; 
While  by  thy  children  thou  art  sought, 
Attend  the  prayer  thy  word  hath  taught. 

2  Come,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above, 
And  fill  the  coldest  heart  with  love  ; 
Soften  to  flesh  the  flinty  stone, 

And  let  thy  gracious  power  be  known. 
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H  Y  M  X  S . 

3  O,  let  the  joyful  converts  wait 
Num'rous  around  thy  temple-gate  ; 
Each  pressing  on  with  zeal,  to  be 
A  living  sacrifice  to  Thee  ! 

41  (19)     (Duke  Street.)     {Ward.)         L.  M. 

1  TT7TIEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 

VV     On  which  the  Prince  of  Glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 

Save  in  thy  death,  thou  Just  and  Good! 
All  the  vain  things  which  charm  me  most, 
I  leave  them  for  thy  precious  blood. 

3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ; 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown? 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  an  offering  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all ! 

42  (19)      (Ward.)     (Duke  Street.)        L.  M. 

1  A  WAKE,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun, 
1\_  The  daily  stage  of  duty  run  ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth  and  joyful  rise 

To  pay  the  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Thy  precious  time  misspent,  redeem  ; 
Each  present  day  thy  last  esteem  ; 
Improve,  thy  talent  With  due  rare  ; 
For  the  great  day  thyself  prepare. 

3  Let  all  thy  converse  be  sincere  ; 
Thy  conscience  as  the  noontide  clear; 
Think  how  th'  all-seeing  (lod  thy  ways 
And  all  thy  secrel  thoughts  sinveys. 

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ELY  JVL2ST  S. 

4  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew  ; 
Scatter  my  sins  as  morning  dew  ; 

Guard  my  first  "springs  of  thought  and  will 
And  with  Thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

5  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say, 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

43  (20)  (Uxbridge.)  L.  M. 

1  H1HE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
X    In  every,  star  thy  wisdom  shines  ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 

We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  Sun,  moon  and  stars  convey  thy  praise 

'Round  all  the  earth,  and  never  stand  ; 
So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 

It  touched  and  glanced  on  every  land. 

3  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run  ; 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest, 
Which  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

4  Great  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise  ! 

O  bless  the  world  with  heavenly  light ! 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise  ; 

Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

44  (20)  (Bockingham.)  L.  M. 

1  r\  RENDER  thanks  to  God  above, 
\J  The  fountain  of  eternal  love  ; 
Whose  mercy  firm,  through   iges  past, 
Hath  stood  and  shall  forever  last. 

2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  express, 
Not  only  vast  —  but  numberless? 
What  mortal  eloquence  can  raise 
His  tribute  of  immortal  praise? 

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H  Y  M  N  S . 

3  Extend  to  me  that  favor,  Lord, 
Thou  to  thy  chosen  dost  afford  ; 
"When  thou  return's!  to  set  them  free, 
Let  thy  salvation  visit  me. 

4  O  render  thanks  to  God  above, 
The  fountain  of  eternal  love  ; 
His  mercy  firm  through  ages  past, 
Hath  stood  and  shall  forever  last. 

45  (21)  (P^rJc  Street.)  L   M. 

1  /HOME,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed, 
\J  Come  and  accept  the  promised  rest ; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 

And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes  ; 
Pardon  and  life,  and  endless  peace, 
How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  grace  ! 

3  Lord  !  we  accept,  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart ; 
We  come  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind  inviting  voice. 

4  Dear  Saviour  !  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith  —  our  fears  remove  ; 
O  !   sweetly  reign  in  every  breast, 
And  guide  us  to  eternal  rest. 

46  (21)    (Uxbrichjc.)     (Park  Street.)     L.  M 

1  /HOD,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 

\JT  Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known  ; 
'Tis  here  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines, 

2  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 

To  form  our  minds,  to  direr  our  hearts; 
Its  influence  makes  the  sinner  live  ; 
It  bids  the  drooping  saint  revive. 
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H  Y  JM^ST  s. 

3  Our  raging  passions  it  controls, 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls  ; 
It  brings  a  better  world  in  view, 

And  guides  us  all  our  journey  through, 

4  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 
Close  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye, 
Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  engage, 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage. 

47  (21)      (Uxhridcje.)      (Park  St.)        L.  M. 

1  /HOME,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays, 

\J  Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise  ! 
But  O,  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame? 
What  mortal  verse  can  reach  the  theme  ? 

2  Enthroned  amid  the  radiant  spheres, 
He  glory  like  a  garment  wears  ; 

To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine, 

Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 

3  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs, 
Omnipotence  with  wisdom  shines, 

His  works,  through  all  this  wondrous  frame, 
Declare  the  glory  of  his  name. 

4  Raised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glories  sing  ; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  thy  tongue, 
Till  listening  worlds  shall  join  the  song. 

48  (22)  (Hebron.)  L.  M. 

1  fTUIUS  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on  ; 

JL   Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days  ; 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste. 

And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home  ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

He  giva  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 
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EL  Y  IYX  N  S  . 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep  ; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 
While  "well-appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  shall  como, 

My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

49  (22)  (Ilamburg.)  L.  M. 

1  "IT  INGDOMS  and  thrones  to  God  belong  ; 
1\_  Crown  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  song ; 
His  wondrous  name  and  power  rehearse, 
His  honors  shall  enrich  your  verse. 

2  He  rides  and  thunders  through  the  sky ; 
His  name,  Jehovah,  sounds  on  high  ; 
Sing  to  his  name,  ye  sons  of  grace  ; 
Ye  saints,  rejoice  before  his  face. 

3  lie  breaks  the  captives'  heavy  chain, 
And  prisoners  see  the  light  again  ; 
But  rebels,  who  dispute  his  will, 
Shall  dwell  in  chains  and  darkness  still. 

4  Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  blest, 
He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  rest ; 
When  terrors  rise  and  nations  faint, 
God  is  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

50  (2.°,)  (Hinghcm.)  L.  M. 

1  QWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 

O  To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  sing; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest  ; 
No  mortal  care  shall  fill  my  breast  ; 
(),  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 

Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound! 
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3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word : 
His  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
How  deep  his  counsels,  how  divine  ! 

4  And  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 

&  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below, 
And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy  ! 

51  (23)       {Bingham.)      (Hebron.)  L.  M. 

1  T)LEST  hour,  when  mortal  man  retires 
AJ  To  hold  communion  with  his  God  ; 
To  send  to  heaven  his  warm  desires, 

And  listen  to  the  sacred  word. 

2  Blest  hour,  when  God  himself  draws  nigh, 

Well  pleased  his  people's  voice  to  hear, 
To  hush  the  penitential  sigh, 

And  wipe  away  the  mourner's  tear. 

3  Blest  hour  ;  for,  where  the  Lord  resorts, 

Foretastes  of  future  bliss  are  given, 
And  mortals  find  his  earthly  courts 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

52  (23)       (Hingham.)     (Hamburg.)       L.  M. 

1  TEHOVAH  reigns  !  he  dwells  in  light, 
fj    Girded  with  majesty  and  might  ; 
The  world,  created  by  his  hands, 

Still  on  its  first  foundation  stands. 

2  But  ere  this  spacious  world  was  made, 
Or  had  its  first  foundation  laid, 

Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 
Thyself  the  ever-living  God. 
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H  Y  M  1ST  S . 

3  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rise, 
And  aim  their  rao;e  against  the  skies. 
In  vain  their  rage  they  aim  so  high  ! 
At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

4  Forever  shall  thy  throne  endure  ; 
Thy  promise  stands  forever  sure  ; 
And  everlasting  holiness 
Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace. 

53  (24)  (Piiesgrove.)  L.  M. 

1  r\  RENDER  thanks  to  God  above, 
V/  The  fountain  of  eternal  love  ; 
"Whose  mercy  firm,  through  ages  past, 
Has  stood,  aud  shall  forever  last. 

2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  express, 
Not  only  vast,  but  numberless? 
What  mortal  eloquence  can  raise 
His  tribute  of  immortal  praise  ? 

3  Extend  to  me  that  favor,  Lord, 
Thou  to  thy  chosen  dost  afford ; 
When  thou  return'st  to  set  them  free, 
Let  thy  salvation  visit  me. 

4  O  may  I  worthy  prove  to  see, 
Thy  saints  in  full  prosperity, — 
Thai  I  the  joyful  choir  may  join, 
And  count  thy  people's  triumph  mine. 

54  (24)  (Sterling.)  L.  M. 

1  piOME  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 
Vj  Ye  heavy  laden  sinners,  come  ; 
I'll  give  you  resl  from  all  your  toils, 

And  bad  you  to  a  heavenly  home. 

2  They  shall  find  rest  thai  learn  of  me; 

I'm  of  ;i  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 
But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 
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3  Blest  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 

My  yoke  and  bear  it  with  delight ! 
My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 

My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light. 

4  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command ; 

With  faith  and  hope  and  humble  zeal, 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 

To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 

55  (25)  (Darwent.)  L.  M. 

1  TTOW  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies, 
JUL  When  sinks  his  weary  soul  to  rest ; 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes, 

How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast. 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away  ; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er ; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day  ; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  But  soon  shall  smile  the  victor's  brow, 

When  slumb'rinGr  saints  arise  and  sin^r : 
O  grave,  where  is  thy  vict'ry  now, 

And  where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting ! 

56  (25)     (Darwent.)      (Pilesgrove.)        L.  M. 

1  "HMPTIED  of  earth  I  fain  would  be, 
JJ  Of  sin,  of  self,  of  all  but  Thee  ; 
Reserved  for  Christ  that  bled  and  died, 
Surrendered  to  the  Crucified  ; 

2  Sequestered  from  the  noise  and  strife 
The  lust,  the  pomp,  the  pride  of  life  , 
Prepared  for  heaven,  my  noblest  care, 
And  have  my  conversation  there. 

3  Xothing  save  Jesus  would  I  know  ; 
My  friend  and  my  companion  thou  , 
Constrain  my  soul  thy  sway  to  own , 
Self-will,  self-righteousness  dethrone. 

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H  YM  IsTS. 

4  Detatch  from  sublunary  joys 

One  that  would  only  hear  thy  voice, 
Thy  beauty  sec,  thy  grace  admire, 
Nor  glow  but  with  celestial  lire. 

57  (25)         (Darwent.)      (Sterling.)        L.  M. 

1  rpiIE  Lord  is  Judge  :  before  his  throne 
JL   All  nations  shall  his  justice  own  : 
O,  may  my  soul  be  found  sincere, 

And  stand,  approved,  with  courage  there ! 

2  The  Lord,  in  righteousness  arrayed, 
Surveys  the  world  his  hands  have  made  ; 
Pierces  the  heart,  and  tries  the  reins, 
And  judgment  from  on  high  ordains. 

3  My  God,  my  Shield  !  around  me  place 
The  shelter  of  the  Saviour's  grace  : 
Then,  when  thine  arm  the  just  shall  save, 
My  life  shall  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

58  (25)      (Sterling.)      (Danuent.)  L.  M. 

1  TT7TIO,  from  the  shades  of  gloomy  night, 

V  V    When  the  last  tear  of  hope  is  shed, 
Can  bid  the  soul  return  to  light, 

And  break  the  slumber  of  the  dead ! 

2  Though  in  the  dust  I  lay  my  head  ; 

Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  soul  forever  with  the  dead, 

Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

8  My  flesh  shall  Blumber  in  tin*  ground, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound  ; 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise, 

And  in  niv  Saviour's  image  rise, 

4   O  glorious  hour!    ()  blest  abode! 

I  shall  be  near,  and  like  my  God  ! 
And  fle8h  and  sin  no  more  control 

The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 
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HYMNS. 

59  (26)  (Windham.)  L.  M. 

1  TTXVAIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  , 

U    Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust, 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room 
To  slumber  in  the  silent  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear, 

Invades  thy  bounds  ;  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch' the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept ;  God's  dying  Son 

Passed  through  the  grave  and  blest  the  bed  ; 
Rest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn  ! 

Attend,  O  earth,  his  sov'reign  word ! 
Restore  thy  trust ;   a  glorious  form 
Shall  then  arise  to  meet  the  Lord. 

60  (26)  (Windham.)  L.  M. 

1  rnHE  morning  flowers  display  their  sweets, 
X   And  gay  their  silken  leaves  unfold, 

As  careless  of  the  noontide  heats, 
As  fearless  of  the  evening  cold. 

2  Nipt  by  the  winds'  untimely  blast, 

Parched  by  the  sun's  directer  ray, 
The  momentary  glories  waste, 

The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 

3  So  blooms  the  human  face  divide, 

Wlien  youth  its  pride  of  beauty  shows, 
Fairer  than  spring  the  colors  shine, 
And  sweeter  than  the  virgin  rose. 

4:  But  worn  by  slowly  rolling  years 
Or  broke  by  sickness  in  a  day 
The  fading  glory  disappears, 

The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 
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HYMN3. 

5  Yet  these,  new  rising  from  the  tomb, 
With  lustre  brighter  far  shall  shine ; 
Revive  the  ever-during  bloom, 
Safe  from  diseases  and  decline. 

61  (2G)  (Windham.)  L.  M. 
i    T'M  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 

J.  Who  lives  by  angels  now  adored  ; 
That  Jesus  who  once  died  for  me, 
Who  bore  my  sins  in  agony. 

2  I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  his  laws, 
Nor  to  defend  his  noble  cause  ; 

The  way  he's  gone  is  lined  with  blood ; 
O  may  I  tread  the  steps  he  trod ! 

3  I'm  not  ashamed  his  name  to  bear, 
With  those  who  his  disciples  were  ; 
Christian,  sweet  name  !  its  worth  I  view, 
O  may  I  wear  the  nature  too  ! 

4  I'm  not  ashamed  to  bear  my  cross, 
For  which  I  count  all  things  but  dross 
Whate'er  I'm  bid  to  do  or  say, 
When  Christ  commands,  I  will  obey. 

5  This  world's  vain  honors  will  I  shun, 
The  narrow  way  to  life  I'll  run ; 
That  this  at  last  my  boast  may  be, 
My  Saviour's  not  ashamed  of  me. 

62  (26)  {Windham.)  L.  M 

1  tSeOAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 
JD  Ami  thousands  walk  together  there; 
But  wisdom,  shows  a  narrow  path, 

Willi  here  and  there  a  traveller. 

2  -'Deny  thyself  and  take  thy  cross," 

Js  thy  Redeemer's!  great  command; 

Nature  must  COUnl   hen-  gold  but  dross, 

If  she,  would  gain  the  heavenly  land. 

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HYMNS. 

63  (27)   ^  (Mifjdol)  L.M. 

1  C100X  may  the  last  glad  song  arise, 

O  Through  all  the  millions  of  the  skies, 
That  song  of  triumph  which  records 
That  all  the  earth  is  now  the  Lord's. 

2  Let  thrones  and  powers  and  kingdoms  be 
Obedient,  mighty  God,  to  thee  ! 

And  over  land,  and  stream,  and  main, 
Now  wave  the  sceptre  of  thy  reign. 

3  O  let  that  glorious  anthem  swell ; 
Let  host  to  host  the  triumph  tell, 
That  not  one  rebel  heart  remains, 
But  over  all  the  Saviour  reigns. 

64  (27)  (Mgdol)  L.  M. 

1  rilHE  Saviour  comes,  his  advent's  nigh, 
JL   He  soon  will  rend  the  azure  sky  ; 
Descending  swift  to  earth  again, 
When  God  shall  dwell  indeed  with  men. 

2  O  happy  clay,  when  wars  shall  cease, 
And  ransomed  earth  be  filled  with  peace  ; 
When  sin  and  death  no  more  shall  reign, 
And  Eden  bloom  on  earth  again  ! 

3  Saints,  lift  your  heads  ;  that  day  is  near, 
When  your  Redeemer  shall  appear, 

To  take  the  kingdom  and  the  crown, 
And  make  his  ransomed  bride  his  own. 

4  Shall  not  his  people  sing  for  joy? 

Shall  not  the  church  their  songs  employ  ? 
Sing,  ye  who  will ;  sing  while  ye  may, 
And  shout  for  joy  th'  approaching  day. 

65  (27)  (Mgdol)  L.M. 
1   pO  forth,  ye  heralds,  in  my  name  ; 

VJT  Sweetly  the  Gospel  trumpet  sound  ; 
The  glorious  jubilee  proclaim 

Where'er  the  human  race  is  found. 
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H  Y  M  IN"  «  . 

2  The  joyful  news  to  all  impart, 

And  teach  them  where  salvation  lies  ; 
With  care  bind  up  the  broken  heart, 
And  wipe  the  tears  from  weeping  eyes. 

3  Be  wise  as  serpents,  where  you  go, 

But  harmless  as  the  peaceful  dove  ; 
And  let  your  heaven-taught  conduct  show 
That  ye're  commissioned  from  above. 

4  Freely  from  me  ye  have  received, 

Freely,  in  love,  to  others  give  ; 
Thus  shall  your  doctrines  be  believed, 
And,  by  your  labors,  sinners  live. 

66  (27)  (Mujdol)  L.  M. 

1  A  WAKE,  my  soul,  lift  up  thine  eyes  ; 
J\.  See  where  thy  foes  against  thee  rise, 
In  long  array,  a  num'rous  host ; 
Awake,  my  soul,  or  thou  art  lost. 

2  Thou  tread'st  upon  enchanted  ground  ; 
Perils  and  snares  beset  thee  round ; 
Beware  of  all,  guard  every  part, 
But  most  the  traitor  in  thy  heart. 

3  Come  then,  my  soul,  now  learn  to  wield 
The  weight  of  thine  immortal  shield  ; 
Put  on  the  armor  from  above, 

Of  heavenly  truth  and  heavenly  love. 

4  The  terror  and  the  charm  repel, 

And  powers  of  earth,  and  powers  of  hell; 
The  man  of  Calv'ry  triumphed  here: 
Why  should  his  faithful  followers  fear? 

67  (28)  (Russia.)  L.  M. 
1   T/\7"HY  will  ye  waste  on  t riding  cares 

VV    That  life  which  Qod's  compasssion  spares, 
While  in  the  various  range  of  thought 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot? 
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Xi  Y  ]M  1ST  S  . 

2  Shall  God  invite  you  from  above  ? 
Shall  Jesus  urge  his  dying  love  ? 

Shall  troubled  conscience  give  you  pain? 
And  all  these  pleas  unite  in  vain  ? 

3  Almighty  God  !  thy  grace  impart  ; 
And  fix  conviction  on  each  heart ; 
Then  we  no  more  on  trifling  cares 
Shall  waste  that  life  thy  mercy  spares. 

(>8      (28)  (Ryesia.)  L.  M. 

1  T  ORD,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  thro' ; 
JU  Thine  eye  commands,  with  piercing  view, 
My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 

My  heart  and  tiesh,  with  all  their  powers. 

2  My  thoughts  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known  ; 
He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand  ; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand  ; 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  O  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest ! 

Xor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 

69     (28)  {Russia.)  L.  M. 

1  TTTHAT  sinners  value  I  resign  ; 

I  V    Lord,  9t  is  enough  that  thou  art  mine  ; 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

2  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show ; 
Bat  that  bright  world  to  which  I  go 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  : 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  ? 

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ZL  Y  M  2*  S . 

70  (29)  {Mendon.)  L.  M. 

1  1TE  reigns,  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns, 
JUL  Praise  him  in  evangelic  strains  ; 

Let  the  whole  earth  in  songs  rejoice, 
And  distant  islands  join  their  voice. 

2  Deep  are  his  counsels  and  unknown, 
But  grace  and  truth  support  his  throne, 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  way  surround, 
Justice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo,  he  comes  ! 
Shakes  the  wide  earth  and  cleaves  the  tombs  ; 
Before  him  burns  devouring  lire, 

The  mountains  melt,  the  seas  retire. 

4  His  enemies,  with  sore  dismay, 

Yly  from  the  sight,  and  shun  the  day  ; 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  saints,  on  high, 
And  sing,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 

71  (29)  (Mendon.)  L.  M. 

1  "INTERNAL  Power,  whose  high  abode 

I  J  Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God, 
Infinite  lengths  beyond  the  bounds 
Where  stars  revolve  their  little  rounds, — 

2  Thee  while  the  first  archangel  sings, 
lie  hides  his  lace  behind  his  wings  ; 
And  ranks  of  shining  thrones  around 

Fall  worshipping,  and  spread  the  ground;  — 

3  Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do? 

We  would  adore  our  Maker  too  ; 
From  sin  and  dust  lo  thee  we  cry, 
The  Great,  the  Holy,  and  the  High  ! 

4  Earth  Iron,  afar  hath  heard  thy  fame, 
And  worms  have  learned  lo  lisp  thy  name; 
But  O  !   the  glories  of  thy  mind 

Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind  I 
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HYMNS. 

5  God  is  in  heaven,  and  man  below : 
Be  short  our  tunes  ;  our  words  but  few ! 
A  solemn  reverence  checks  our  songs, 
And  praise  sits  silent  on  our  tongues. 

72  (29)  (Mention.)  L.  M. 

1  TTi  IS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come, 

JL   We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night ; 
Till  we  shall  gain  our  endless  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and' faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies, 

She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear ; 
Far  into  things  unseen  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 

While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray, 

Though  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow, 

And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 

73  (29)        (Mendon.)      {Russia.)  L.  M. 

1  rpHUS  far  my  God  hath  led  me  on, 

JL   And  made  his  truth  and  mercy  known  ; 
My  hopes  and  fears  alternate  rise, 
And  comforts  mingle  with  my  sighs. 

2  Temptations  everywhere  annoy, 

And  sins  and  snares  my  peace  destroy ; 
My  earthly  joys  are  from  me  torn, 
And  oft  an  absent  God  I  mourn. 

3  Is  this,  dear  Lord,  that  thorny  road 
Which  leads  us  to  the  mount  of  God? 
Are  these  the  toils  thy  people  know, 
While  in  the  wilderness  below  ? 

4  'Tis  even  so  ;  thy  faithful  love 
Doth  all  thy  children's  graces  prove ; 
'Tis  thus  our  pride  and  self  must  fall, 
That  Jesus  may  be  all  in  all. 


1£  Y  M  1ST  S  . 

74  (30)  (Bridgwater.)  L.  M. 

1  r\  REAT  God,  attend  while  Zion  sings 
VT  The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs  ; 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth, 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  sun  —  lie  makes  our  day ; 
God  is  our  shield  —  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  assaults  of  hell  and  sin ; 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory,  too  ; 
Ue  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

75  (30)  (Bridgewater.)  L.  M. 

1  TN  God  let  all  his  saints  rejoice, 

JL  With  thankful  hearts  and  cheerful  voice  : 
Thus  saith  his  word,  so  kind,  so  true  : 
I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you. 

2  Sweet  words  !  O,  let  us  bless  his  name, 
And  joyful  all  his  praise  proclaim  ! 
These  words  shall  foes  and  fears  subdue: 
I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you. 

3  Do  sore  afflictions  on  you  lay, 
And  pungent  Borrows  day  by  day? 

Look  to  this  word,  'twill  bear  you  through: 
I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you. 

4  If  death  in  gloomy  form  appear, 
And  overwhelm  your  souls  with  fear, 
Let  this  i  flreel  word  your  faith  renew: 
1,  even  I     will  comfort  you. 

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H  Y  M  ^  S  . 

5  And  when  each  happy  soul  attains 
That  blissful  state  where  glory  reigns, 
This  song  shall  all  his  powers  employ : 
God  is  my  comfort  and  my  joy. 

76  (31)  {Ames.)  L.  M. 

1  "11/1" Y  op'ning  eyes  with  rapture  see 
_LVJL  The  dawn  of  thy  returning  day  ; 
My  thoughts,  O  God,  ascend  to  thee, 

While  thus  my  early  vows  I  pay. 

2  I  yield  my  heart  to  thee  alone, 

Nor  would  receive  another  guest ; 
Eternal  King,  thy  servant  own, 

And  bid  sweet  peace  reign  in  my  breast, 

3  0,  bid  this  trifling  world  retire, 

And  drive  each  carnal  thought  away  ; 
Nor  let  me  feel  one  vain  desire, 

One  sinful  thought  through  all  the  day. 

4  Then  to  thy  courts  when  I  repair, 

My  soul  shall  rise  on  joyful  wing, 
The  wonders  of  thy  love  declare, 

And  join  the  strains  which  angels  sing. 

77  (31)      (Ames.)      (Bridgewater.)         L.  M. 

1  lyTATURE,  with  all  her  powers,  shall  sing 
JLM    Her  great  Creator  and  her  King  ; 

Nor  air,  nor  earth,  nor  skies,  nor  seas, 
Deny  the  tribute  of  their  praise. 

2  Ye  seraphs,  who  sit  near  his  throne, 
Beorin  to  make  his  glories  known  ; 

Tune  high  your  harps,  and  spread  the  sound 
Throughout  creation's  utmost  bound. 

3  0,  may  our  ardent  zeal  employ 

Our  loftiest  thoughts  and  loudest  songs  ! 
Let  there  be  sung,  with  warmest  joy, 
H«sanna  from  ten  thousand  tongues. 
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K  Y  M  N  S  . 

4  Yet,  mighty  God,  our  feeble  frame 
Attempts  in  vain  to  reach  thy  name : 
The  highest  notes  that  angels  raise 
Fall  far  below  thy  glorious  praise. 

78  (31)  (Ames.)  L.  M. 

1  CJO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 

0  The  holy  gospel  we  profess  : 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour  God, 
When  the  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Passion,  and  envy,  lust  and  pride  ; 
While  justice,  temperance,  truth  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  Ave  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

79  (31)  (Ames.)  L.  M. 

1  IDLEST  are  the  merciful,  who  prove 

I  )  By  acts  their  sympathy  and  love  ; 
From  Christ,  the  Lord,  shall  they  obtain 
Like  sympathy  and  love  again. 

2  Blest  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean 
From  the  drilling  power  of  Bin ; 

With  endless  pleasure  (hey  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity. 

3  Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 

Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife; 
They  shall  he  called  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
The  sous  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 
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H  Y  MN  S. 

4  Blest  are  the  sufPrers,  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake  ! 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 

80  (32)  {BuckfieU.)  L.  M. 

1  II  THEN  strangers  stand  and  hear  me  tell 
V  V     What  beauties  in  my  Saviour  dwell, 

Where  he  is  gone  they  fain  would  know, 
That  they  may  seek  and  love  him  too. 

2  O  may  my  spirit  daily  rise, 

On  wings  of  faith,  above  the  skies, 
Till  I  shall  make  my  last  remove, 
To  dwell  forever  with  my  love  ! 

5  In  paradise,  within  the  gates, 
A  higher  entertainment  waits  ; 
Fruits  new  and  old  laid  up  in  store  ; 
There  we  shall  feed,  but  want  no  more. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word 

5  Come,  my  beloved,  haste  away, 
Cut  short  the  hours  of  thy  delay  ; 
Fly,  like  a  youthful  hart  or  roe, 
Over  the  hills  where  spices  grow. 

81  (33)  (Missionary  Chant.)  L.  M. 

1  TTE  Christian  herafcls,  go,  proclaim 

X    Salvation  in  Immanuel's  name  ; 
To  distant  climes  the  tidings  bear, 
And  plant  the  rose  of  Sharon  there. 

2  He'll  shield  you  with  a  wall  of  fire, 
With  holy  zeal  your  hearts  inspire, 
Bid  raging  winds  their  fury  cease, 
And  calm  the  savage  breast  to  peace. 

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H  Y  JVE  1ST  S . 

3  And  when  our  labors  all  are  o'er, 
Then  shall  we  meet  to  part  no  mo:e  ; 
Meet,  with  the  blood-bought  throng  to  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all. 

82  (33)  (-Mws'y  Chant)  (Buckfidd.)     L.  M. 

1  TTOW  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel's  sound 
Xx  From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
When  listening  thousands  gathered  round, 

And  joy  and  reverence  filled  the  place  ! 

2  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke, 

To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way  ; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unvailing  an  immortal  day. 

3  "  Come,  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home  ; 

Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest :" 
Yes,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come, 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest. 

4  Decay,  then,  tenaincnts  of  dust ; 

Pillars  of  earthly  pride,  decay : 
A  nobler  mansion  waits  the  just, 
And  Jesus  has  prepared  the  way. 

83  (33)  (Buckfield.)     (Mss'y  Chant.)    L.  M. 

1  rjlHE  Christian  warrior,  sec  him  stand, 
JL    In  the  whole  armor  of  his  God  ; 

The  Spirit's  BWOrd  is  in  his  hand  ; 
His  feet  are  with  the  gospel  shod. 

2  I:i  panoply  of  truth  complete, 

Salvation's  helmet  on  his  head, 
With  righteousness,  a  breastplate  meet, 

And  faith's  broad  shield  before  him  Spread, 

3  With  this,  Omnipotence  he  moves, 

Prom  this  the  alien  armies  flee  ; 
Till  more  than  conqueror  he  proves, 

Through  Christ,  who  gives  him  victory. 

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HYxMNS. 

4  Thus  strong  in  his  Redeemer's  strength, 
Sin,  death  and  hell  he  tramples  down  ; 
Fights  the  good  fight,  and  wins  at  length, 
Through  mercy,  an  immortal  crown. 

84  (34)  (Seasons.)  L.  M. 

1  INTERNAL  Source  of  every  joy, 

L4  Thy  praise  may  well  our  lips  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 
Whose  goodness  crown's  the  circling  year. 

2  The  flow'ry  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Embalms  the  air  and  paints  the  land ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigor  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine. 

3  Thy  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coasts  abundant  stores  ; 
And  winters,  softened  by  thy  care, 

No  more  a  dreary  aspect  wear. 

4  Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid 
With  morning  light  and  evening  shade, 
Seasons  and  months,  and  weeks  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise. 

85  (34)  (Desire.)  L.  M. 

1  /HOME,  gracious  Lord,  descend  and  dwell, 
\J  By  faith  and  love,  in  every  breast ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  taste  and  feel, 

The  joys  that  cannot  be  expressed, 

2  Come  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  strength, 

Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess, 
And  learn  the  height,  and  breadth,  and  length, 
Of  thine  eternal  love  and  grace. 

3  And  to  the  God  whose  power  can  do 

More  than  our  thoughts  and  wishes  know, 
Be  everlasting  honors  done, 

By  all  the  Church  through  Christ  his  Son. 

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h  y  m  isr  s . 

4  Give  me  thy  counsel  for  my  guide, 
And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss  ; 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 

Are  faint  and  cold,  compared  with  this. 

8G      (35)  (Anvem.)  L.  M. 

1  Triumphant  Zion,  lift  thy  head 

From  dust,  and  darkness,  and  the  dead ! 
Though  humbled  long,  awake  at  length, 
And  gird  thee  with  a  Saviour's  strength. 

2  Put  all  thy  beauteous  garments  on, 
And  let  thy  excellence  be  known  ; 
Decked  in  the  robes  of  righteousness, 
Thy  glories  shall  the  world  confess. 

3  No  more  shall  foes  unclean  invade, 
And  fill  thy  hallowed  halls  with  dread ; 
No  more  shall  hell's  insulting  host 
Their  victory  and  thy  sorrows  boast. 

4  God  from  on  high  has  heard  thy  prayer, 
His  hands  thy  ruins  shall  repair  ; 

Nor  will  thy  watchful  Monarch  cease 
To  guard  thee  in  eternal  peace. 

87     (3*>)  (Anvem.)  L.  M. 

1  7)  LEST  are  the  humble  souls  that  sec 
_D  Their  emptiness  and  poverty  ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven. 

2  Blest  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart; 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  Hows, 

A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 

3  Blest  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 
From  rage  and  passion,  noise,  and  war; 
God  will  secure  their  happy  state, 
And  plead  their  cause  against,  the  great. 

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hy  ml  :sr  s . 

4  Blest  are  the  souls,  that  thirst  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness  ; 
They  shall  be  well  supplied,  and  fed 
With  living  streams,  and  living  bread. 

88  (35)  (Anvern.)  L.  V 

1  nOMMAXD  thy  blessing  from  above, 
\J  O  God,  on  all  assembled  here  ! 
Behold  us  with  a  Father's  love, 

While  we  look  up  with  filial  fear. 

2  Command  thy  blessing,  Jesus,  Lord  ; 

May  we  thy  true  disciples  be  ; 
Speak  to  each  heart  the  mighty  word, 
Say  to  the  weakest,  "  Follow  me." 

3  O  thou,  our  Maker,  Saviour,  Guide, 

Our  gracious  God,  by  us  confessed ; 
May  naught  in  life  or  death  divide 
The  saints  in  thy  communion  blessed, 

4  With  thee,  and  these,  forever  bound, 

May  all  who  here  in  prayer  unite, 
With  harps  and  songs  thy  throne  surround, 
Rest  in  thy  love,  and  reign  in  light. 

89  (36)  (Exhortation.)  L.  M. 

1  rpHE  Lord  will  come  ;  the  earth  shall  quake, 
JL   The  hills  their  fixed  seat  forsake  ; 

And,  with'ring,  from  the  vault  of  night 
The  stars  withdraw  their  feeble  light. 

2  The  Lord  will  come,  but  not  the  same 
As  once  in  lowly  form  he  came, 

A  silent  Lamb  to  slaughter  led, 

The  bruised,  the  suffering,  and  the  dead. 

3  The  Lord  will  come,  a  dreadful  form, 
With  ,vreath  of  flame,  and  robe  of  storm, 
On  cherub  wings,  aud  wings  of  wind, 
Anointed  Judge  of  human  kind. 

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HYMNS. 

4  Can  this  be  he  who,  wont  to  stray 
A  pilgrim  on  the  world's  highway, 

By  power  oppressed,  and  mocked  by  pride? 

0  God,  is  this  the  crucified? 

5  While  sinners  in  despair  shall  call, 

"  Rocks,  hide  us  !  mountains,  on  us  fall ! " 
The  saints  ascending  from  the  tomb, 
Shall  joyful  sing,  "  The  Lord  is  come  !" 

90  (37)  (Evening  Song.)  L.  M. 

1  p  LORY  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
VT  For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light ; 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  thine  own  almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  us,  Lord,  through  thy  dear  Son 
The  ill  that  we  this  day  have  done  ; 
That  with  the  world,  ourselves  and  thee, 
We,  ere  we  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  O  may  our  souls  on  thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  our  eyelids  close  ; 
Sleep  that  may  us  more  vig'rous  make, 
To  serve  the  Lord  when  we  awake. 

91  (37)  (Exhortation.)  (Evening  Song.)  L.  M. 

1  TT7TIILE  in  the  world  we  still  remain, 

V  V     We  only  meet  to  part  again  ; 
But,  when  we  reach  that  heavenly  shore, 
We  then  shall  meet  to  part  no  more.  ' 

2  The  hope  that  we  shall  see  that  day 
Should  chase  our  present  griefs  away ; 
A  few  short  years  of  conflict  past, 
We  meet  around  the  throne  at  last. 

3  Then  let  us  here  improve  the  hours, 
Improve  them  to  a  Saviour's  praise  ; 
To  him  with  zeal  devote  our  powers, 
And  run  with  joy  in  wisdom's  ways. 


HYMNS. 

4  Let  all  our  meetings  now  be  made 
Subservient  to  each  other's  good  ; 
For  worldly  joys  must  quickly  fade, 
Nor  can  they  yield  substantial  food. 

5  Whene'er  required  to  part  from  those 
With  whom  the  truth  unites  us  here, 
We'll  call  to  mind  the  joyful  close, 
When  Christ,  the  Saviour,  will  appear. 

92  (37)  (Evening  Song.)  (Exhortation.)  L.  M. 

1  TTOW  long,  O  Lord,  shall  I  complain, 
XX  Like  one  that  seeks  his  God  in  vain? 
How  long,  my  soul,  thine  absence  mourn, 
And  still  despair  of  thy  return  ? 

2  How  long  shall  my  poor  troubled  breast 
Be  with  these  anxious  thoughts  oppressed? 
If  thou  withhold  thy  heavenly  light. 

I  sleep  in  everlasting  night. 

3  Hear,  Lord,  and  grant  me  quick  relief, 
Thy  mercy  now  shall  end  my  grief ; 
For  I  have  trusted  in  thy  grace, 

And  shall  again  behold  thy  face. 

93  (38)  (Soule.)  L.  M. 

1  TESTIS,  thou  everlasting  King, 

O    Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring  ; 
Accept  the  well  deserved  renown, 
And  wear  our  praises  as  thy  crown. 

2  Let  every  act  of  worship  be 
Like  our  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
Like  that  blest  hour  when  from  above 
We  first  received  thy  pledge  of  love. 

3  The  gladness  of  that  happy  day, 

Our  hearts  would  wish  it  long  to  stay  ; 
Nor  let  our  faith  forsake  its  hold, 
Nor  comforts  sink,  nor  love  grow  cold. 
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H  Y  M  N  S . 

94  (3$)  (<7^n  Sto-ee*.)  L.  M. 

1  i*\  PRAISE  the  Lord  in  that  blest  place 

\J  From  whence  his  goodness  largely  ilows  ; 
Praise  him  in  heaven,  where  he  his  face, 
Uu vailed  in  perfect  glory  shows. 

2  Praise  him  for  all  the  mighty  acts 

Which  he  in  onr  behalf  hath  done  ; 
His  kindness  this  return  exacts, 

With  which  our  praise  should  equal  run. 

3  Let  all  who  vital  breath  enjoy, 

The  breath  he  doth  to  them  afford 
In  just  returns  of  praise  employ  ; 
Let  every  creature  praise  the  Lord. 

95  (39)  (Lee.)  L.  M 

1  T)LEST  is  the  man,  whose  tender  care, 
JL)  Relieves  the  poor  in  their  distress  ; 
Whose  pity  wipes  the  widow's  tear, 

Whose  hand  supports  the  fatherless. 

2  His  heart  contrives  for  their  relief 

More  good  than  his  own  hand  can  do  ; 
He,  in  the  time  of  general  grief, 
Shall  find  the  Lord  has  pity  too. 

9G     (39)  (Lee.)  L.  ML 

1  T  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 

JL  lie  lives,  and  on  the  earth  shall  stand; 
And  though  to  worms  my  llesli  lie  gives, 
My  dust  lies  numbered  in  his  hand. 

2  In  this  reanimated  clay 

J  surely  shall  behold  him  near; 
Shall  sec  him  in  the  latter  day 
In  all  his  majesty  appeal-. 

3  I  feel  whal  then  shall  raise  me  up; 

Th*  eternal  Spirit  dwells  in  me, 
This  is  my  confidence  and  hope, 

That  GrOd  I  lace  to  face  shall  see. 
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ELY  M^  S. 

4  Mine  own,  and  not  another's  eyes, 

The  King  shall  in  his  beauty  view ; 
I  shall  from  him  receive  the  prize, 
The  starry  crown  to  victors  due. 

97  (39)  (Zee.)  L.  M. 

1  T)LEST  Saviour,  Ave  thy  will  obey  ; 
X)  Xot  of  constraint,  but  with  delight, 
Thy  servants  hither,  come  to-day, 

To  honor  thine  appointed  rite. 

2  Descend,  descend,  celestial  Dove, 

On  these  dear  followers  of  the  Lord ; 
Exalted  head  of  all  the  church, 
Thy  promised  aid  to  them  afford. 

3  Let  faith,  assisted  now  by  signs, 

The  wonders  of  thy  love  explore  ; 

And,  washed  in  thy  redeeming  blood, 

Let  them  depart  and  sin  no  more. 

98  (39)  (Lee.)  L.  M. 

1  TTAPPY  the  man,  whose  cautious  feet 
XX  Shun  the  broad  way  that  sinners  go  ; 
Who  hates  the  place  where  atheists  meet, 

And  fears  to  talk  as  scoffers  do. 

2  He  loves  t'  employ  his  morning  light 

Among  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 
And  spends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night 
With  pleasure  pond' ring  o'er  his  word. 

3  lie,  like  a  plant  by  gentle  streams, 

Shall  flourish  in  immortal  green  ; 
And  heaven  will  shine,  with  kindest  beams, 
On  every  work  his  hands  begin. 

4  But  sinners  And  their  counsels  crossed  ; 

As  chaff  before  the  tempest  flies, 
So  shall  their  hopes  be  blowu  and  lost, 
When  the  last  trumpet  shakes  the  skies. 
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99  (10)  (Complaint.)  L.  M. 

1  QPARE  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  cry, 

0  Nor  let  our  sun  go  down  at  noon  ; 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day  ; 

And  must  thy  children  die  so  soon? 

2  Yet,  in  the  midst  of  death  and  grief, 

This  thought  our  sorrow  shall  assuage : 
Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  lives, 
Christ  is  the  same  through  every  age. 

3  'T  was  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid ; 

Heaven  is  the  building  of  his  hand ; 
This  earth  grows  old,  these  heavens  shall  fade, 
And  all  he  changed  at  his  command. 

4  The  starry  curtains  of  the  sky, 

Like  garments,  shall  be  laid  aside, 
But  still  thy  throne  stands  firm  and  high, 
Thy  church  forever  must  abide. 

5  Before  thy  face  thy  saints  shall  live, 

And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign ; 
The  fading  world  they  shall  survive, 
And  the  dead  saints  be  raised  again. 

100  (41)  (Complaint.)  L.  M. 

1  p  OD  of  my  life,  to  thee  I  call ; 
VJ  Afflicted,  at  thy  feet  1  fall : 
When  the  great  water-floods  prevail, 

Leave  not  my  trembling  heart  to  fail. 

2  Friend  of  the  friendless  and  (he  faint, 
Where  shall  1  lodge  my  deep  complaint? 
Where,  but  with  thee,  whose  open  door 
Invites  the  helpless  and  the  poor? 

3  Did  ever  mourner  plead  with  thee, 
And  thou  refuse  that  mourner's  plea? 

Docs  cot  the  word  still  lived,  remain, 

That  none  shall  seek  thy  iaee  in  vain? 
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HYMNS. 

4  Poor  though  I  am,  despised,  forgot, 
Yet  God,  my  God,  forgets  me  not ; 
And  he  is  safe  and  must  succeed, 
For  whom  the  Lord  vouchsafes  to  plead. 

101      (41)  {Complaint)  L.  M. 

1  TESUS,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
J    My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress  ; 
'Midst  flaming  worlds,  in  these  arrayed, 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  Bold  shall  I  stand  in  that  great  day, 
For  who  aught  to  my  charge  shall  lay? 
Fully,  through  thee,  absolved  I  am 
From  sin's  tremendous  curse  and  shame. 

3  This  spotless  robe  the  same  appears 
When  ruined  nature  sinks  in  years  ; 
No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue  ; 
The  robe  of  Christ  is  ever  new. 

4  O,  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice  ! 
Now  bid  thy  banished  ones  rejoice  ! 
Their  beauty  this,  their  glorious  dress, 
"  Jesus,  the  Lord  our  Righteousness." 


12      (41)  {Complaint.)  L.  M. 

1  OIIALL  man,  0  God  of  light  and  life, 
O  Forever  moulder  in  the  grave  ? 
Canst  thou  forget  thy  glorious  work, 

Thy  promise  and  thy  power  to  save  ? 

2  In  those  dark,  silent  realms  of  night 

Shall  peace  and  hope  no  more  arise? 
No  future  morning  light  the  tomb, 

Nor  day-star  gild  the  darksome  skies  ? 

3  Cease,  cease,  ye  vain  desponding  fears  J 

When  Christ  our  Lord  from  darkness  sprang, 
Death,  the  last  foe,  was  captive  led, 

And  heaven  with  praise  and  wonder  rang. 
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ja  y  mix  s. 

103  1*1)  (Sttftwitssion;)  L.  M. 

1  /^V  THAT  my  load  of  sin  were  gone ; 
\J  O  that  I  could  at  last  submit 

At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  it  down  — 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet. 

2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find : 

Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art, 
Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 

And  fully  set  my  spirit  free  ; 
I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within, — 
Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

104  (42)        (Cross  of  the  Lord.)  L.  M. 
SHAMEFUL  cross  !  on  thee  Avas  hung 


i  /ysi 


There,  mocked  by  every  railing  tongue, 
I  see  my  Saviour's  agony. 

2  O  cross  of  infamy  and  shame ! 

Thou  didst  a  Saviour's  grace  declare: 
Thou  dost  to  all  the  world  proclaim 
The  love  that  did  our  sorrows  bear. 

3  Cross  of  *  he  Lord  !   no  radiant  gem, 

No  glist'ning  pearl  of  lustre  rare, 
No  monarch's  blazing  diadem 

Willi  4\y  pale  splendor  can  compare. 

4  Cross  of  the  Lord  !  while  others  boast 

Of  titles,  names,  and  marks  of  pride, 
My  heari  shall  ever  -lory  most 

In  that  rough  tree  where  Jesus  died. 

105     01-)  (Exfoliation.)  L.  M. 

I  rjlH'E  Lovd  is  King]  lift  up  thy  voice, 

JL  O  earth,  and  all  ye  heavens,  rejoice! 

From  World  to  world  the  joy  shall  ring: 

The  Lord  omnipotent  is  King. 


HYMXS. 

2  The  Lord  is  King  !  child  of  the  dust, 
The  Judge  of  all  the  earth  is  just ; 
Holy  and  true  are  all  his  ways  ; 

Let  every  creature  speak  his  praise. 

3  Come,  make  your  wants,  your  burdens  known; 
The  contrite  soul  he'll  ne'er  disown  ; 

And  angel  bands  are  waiting  there, 
His  messages  of  love  to  bear. 

4  O  when  his  wisdom  can  mistake, 
His  might  decay,  his  love  forsake  ; 
Then  may  his  children  cease  to  sing, 
The  Lord  omnipotent  is  King ! 

108     (43)  (ExtoUation.)  L.  M. 

\   npiH'  Almighty  reigns,  exalted  high, 
JL    O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  sky ; 
Though  clouds  and  darkness  vail  his  feet, 
His  dwelling  is  the  mercy-seat. 

2  O  ye  that  love  his  holy  name, 
Hate  every  work  of  sin  and  shame  ; 
Ho  guards  the  souls  of  all  his  friends, 
And  from  the  snares  of  sin  defends. 

3  Immortal  light,  and  joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  saints  in  darkness  sown  ; 
Those  glorious  seeds  shall  spring  and  rise, 
And  the  bright  harvest  bless  our  eyes. 

4  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  record 
The  sacred  honors  of  the  Lord  ; 
Xone  but  the  soul  that  feels  his  grace, 
Can  triumph  in  his  holiness. 

1     A  SLEEP  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep, 

jljL  From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep ; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  dread  of  foes. 
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HYMNS. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest, 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest ! 
No  fear,  no  foe  shall  dim  that  hour 
Which  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  time  nor  space 
Affects  this  precious  hiding-place  ; 
On  India's  plains  or  Lapland's  snows 
Believers  fmd  the  same  repose. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  far  from  thee 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be ; 
But  thine  is  still  a  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 

108  (44)  {Best.)  L.  M. 

1  QEE  mercy,  mercy  from  on  high, 
O  Descend  to  rebels  doomed  to  die  ; 

'Tis  mercy  free,  which  knows  no  bound, — 
How  sweet,  how  blessed  is  the  sound ! 

2  Brightly  it  beamed  on  men  forlorn, 
When  Christ  the  holy  child  was  born  ; 
And  brighter  still  in  splendor  shone, 
When  Jesus,  dying,  cried,  "  'Tis  done  1 " 

3  The  work  complete  when  he  arose, 
Bursting  the  snares  of  all  his  foes, 
When  captive  led  captivity, 

And  took  for  us  his  seat  on  high. 

4  Till  we  around  him  then  shall  throng, 
This  mercy  shall  be  still  our  song  ; 
And  every  scheme  shall  God  confound 
Of  all  who  strive  its  course  to  bound  ! 

109  (44)  (Best.)  L.  M 
1   T  IKE  shadows  gliding  o'er  the  plain, 

1 1  Or  clouds  thai  roll  successive  on, 

Man's  busy  general  ions  pass, 

And  while  we  gaze,  their  forms  are  gone. 
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HYMN  S. 

2  "He  lived, — he  died  ;"  behold  the  sun\ 

The  abstract  of  th'  historian's  page  ! 
Alike  in  God's  all-seeing  eye, 

The  infant's  day,  the  patriarch's  age. 

3  0  Father  !  in  whose  mighty  hand 

The  boundless  years  and  ages  lie, 
Teach  us  the  boon  of  life  to  prize, 
And  use  the  moments  as  they  fly ; 

4  To  crowd  the  narrow  span -of  life 

"With  wise  designs  and  virtuous  deeds  ; 
So  shall  we  wake  from  death's  dark  night, 
To  share  the  glory  that  succeeds. 

HO     (44)  (Best.)  L.  M. 

1  A  FFLICTED  saint,  to  Christ  draw  near ; 
jJL  Thy  Saviour's  gracious  promise  hear  ; 
His  faithful  word  declares  to  thee, 

That  as  thy  day  thy  strength  shall  be. 

2  Let  not  thy  heart  despond  and  say, 
"How  shall  I  stand  the  trying  day?" 
He  has  engaged  by  firm  decree 
That  as  thy  day  thy  strength  shall  be. 

3  Thy  faith  is  weak,  thy  foes  are  strong ; 
And  if  the  contest  should  be  long, 
Thy  Lord  will  make  the  tempter  flee, 
For  as  thy  day  thy  strength  shall  be. 

4  Should  persecution  rage  and  flame, 
Still  trust  in  thy  Redeemer's  name  ; 
In  fiery  trials  thou  shalt  see 

That  as  thy  day  thy  strength  shall  be. 

Ill      (45)  (Anguish.)  L.  M. 

1   T1ROM  Calvary  a  cry  was  heard  — 

Jl    A  bitter  and  heart-rending  cry  ; 

My  Saviour  !  every  mournful  word 

Bespeaks  thy  soul's  deep  agony. 

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ii  y  jyL  ^r  s . 

2  Let  the  dumb  world  its  silence  break ; 

Let  pealing  anthems  rend  the  sky  ; 
Awake,  my  sluggish  soul,  awake  ! 
lie  died  that  we  might  never  die. 

3  Lord,  on  thy  cross  I  fix  mine  eye  ; 

It'  e'er  I  lose  its  strong  control, 
O,  let  that  dying  piercing  cry, 

Melt  and  reclaim  my  wandering  soul ! 

112     0i5)  (Anguish.)  L.  M. 

1  fTUIOU  only  sovereign  of  my  heart, 
JL  My  refuge,  my  almighty  Friend, 
And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 

On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend? 

2  Whither,  ah,  whither  shall  I  go, 

A  wretched  wand'rer  from  my  Lord? 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  woe 
One  trace  of  happiness  afford? 

3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart  ; 

On  these  my  fainting  spirit  lives  ; 
Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart 
Than  all  the  round  of  nature  gives. 

4  Let  earth's  alluring joys  combine; 

While  thou  arl  Dear,  in  vain  they  call; 
One  smile,  one  blissful  smile  of  thine, 
My  gracious  Lord,  outweighs  them  all. 

0  Low  at  thy  feel  my  soul  would  lie  ; 

Here  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine; 
Still  let  me  Live  beneath  thine  eye, 
For  life,  eternal  life,  is  thine. 

[Jt>     (45)  (Anguish.)  L.  M. 

1  A  LMIGHTY  Maker  of  my  frame, 

lL  Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days; 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am, 
And  spend  the  remniul  to  thy  praise. 


HYMNS. 

2  My  days  are  shorter  than  a  span  ; 

A  little  point  my  life  appears  ; 
How  frail  at  best  is  dying  man  ! 

How  vain  are  all  his  hopes  and  fears  ! 

3  O  be  a  nobler  portion  mine  ! 

My  God,  I  bow  before  thy  throne  ; 
Earth's  fleeting  treasure  I  resign, 
And  fix  my  hope  on  thee  alone. 

114      (46)  (Olive's  Broiv.)  L.  M. 

1  THIS  midnight ;  and  on  Olive's  brow 

_JL   The  star  is  dimmed  that  lately  shone  ; 
'Tis  midnight  ;  in  the  garden,  now, 
The  suffering  Saviour  prays  alone. 

2  'T  is  midnight ;  and,  from  all  removed, 

The  Saviour  wrestles  lone,  with  fears  ; 
E'en  that  disciple  whom  he  loved 

Heeds  not  his  Master's  grief  and  tears 

3  'Tis  midnight  ;   and  for  others'  guilt 

The  man  of  sorrows  weeps  in  blood ; 
Yet  he  that  hath  in  anguish  knelt 
Is  not  forsaken  by  his  God. 

4  'T  is  midnight ;  and  from  ether  plains 

Is  borne  the  song  that  angels  know  ; 
Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strains 

That  sweetly  soothe  the  Saviour's  woe. 

U5      (46)  (Olive's  Broiv.)  L.  M. 

1  OTRETCHED  on  the  cross,  the  Saviour  die, 
O  Hark  !  his  expiring  groans  arise  ; 

See,  from  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side, 
Descends  the  sacred  crimson  tide. 

2  And  didst  thou  bleed?  —  for  sinners  bleed? 
And  could  the  sun  behold  the  deed  ? 

No  ;  he  withdrew  his  cheering  ray, 
And  darkness  veiled  the  mourning  day. 
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HYMNS. 

3  Can  I  survey  this  scene  of  woe, 
Where  mingling  grief  and  mercy  flow, 
And  yet  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 
Unmoved  by  either  love  or  pain? 

4  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  grace  impart, 
To  warm  this  cold,  this  stupid  heart, 
Till  all  its  powers  and  passions  move 
In  melting  grief  and  ardent  love. 

116  (4G)  {Olive's  Brow.)  L.  M. 

1  TT7TIO  shall  approach  thy  holy  place, 

V  V     Dear  Lord,  and  stand  before  thy  face? 
The  man  that  minds  religion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below ; 

2  Whose  hands  arc  pure,  whose  heart  is  clean ; 
Whose  lips  still  speak  the  thing  they  mean : 
No  slanders  dwell  upon  his  tongue  ; 

He  hates  to  do  his  neighbor  wrong. 

3  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 
For  those  that  curse  him  to  his  face  ; 
And  doth  to  all  men  still  the  same, 
That  he  would  hope  or  wish  from  them. 

4  Yet  when  his  holiest  works  are  done, 
His  soul  depends  on  grace  alone  : 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  shall  see, 
And  dwell  forever,  Lord,  with  thee. 

117  (4G)  {Olivifs  Brow.)  L.  M. 

1  rPHERE  is  a  God  —  all  nature  speaks, 

1    Thro'  earth,  and  air,  and  seas,  and  skies  x 
See,  i'rom  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks, 
When  the  iirst  beams  of  morning  rise. 

2  The  rising  sun  serenely  bright, 

O'er  the  wide  world's  extended  frame, 
Inscribes,  in  characters  of  light, 

J  lis  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 
02 


3  Ye  carious  minds,,  who  roam  abroad, 
And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er, 
Confess  the  footsteps  of  your  God, 
And  bow  before  him,  and  adore. 

118     (47)  (Melmore.)  L.  M. 

1  CJTAY,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay, 

O  Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite  ; 
Cast  not  a  sinner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 

2  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been 

Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  received, 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen, 

Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  grieved,  — 

3  Yet,  O,  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 

In  honor  of  my  great  High  Priest ; 
Nor,  in  thy  righteous  anger,  swear, 
T  shall  not  see  thy  people's  rest. 

4  My  weary  soul,  O  God,  release  ; 

Uphold  me  with  thy  gracious  hand ; 
0,  guide  me  into  perfect  peace, 

And  bring  me  to  the  promised  land. 

H9     (47)  (Burnett.)  L.  SL 

1  rjHHIXE  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love, 
JL   But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above  ; 

O  that  we  might  such  rest  attain 
From  sin,  from  sorrow,  and  from  pain. 

2  In  thy  blest  kingdom  we  shall  be 
From  every  mortal  trouble  free  ; 

No  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs, 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes, 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose, 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

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HYMNS. 

120  (48)  (Zephyr.)  L.  It 

1  nnilUS  saith  the  first,  the  great  command: 
X    u  Let  all  thy  inward  powers  unite 

To  love  thy  Maker  and  thy  God 
With  utmost  vigor  and  delight. 

2  Then  shall  thy  neighbor  next  in  place 

Share  thine  affections  and  esteem  ; 
And  let  thy  kindness  to  thyself 

Measure  and  rule  thy  love  to  him." 

3  This  is  the  sense  that  Moses  spoke  ; 

This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove  ; 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke  ; 
And  the  whole  law's  fulfilled  by  love. 

4  But,  O,  how  base  our  passions  are  ! 

How  cold  our  charity  and  zeal ! 
Lord,  fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  fire, 
Or  we  shall  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 

121  (48)  {The  Mercy-Scat.)  L.  JVL 

1  TjlIlOM  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
J_    From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat ; 

'Tis  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place,  where  Jesus  shed? 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads  ; 

A  place  than  all  besides  more  sweet; 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  Ah  !  whither  could  we  flee  for  aid, 
When  tempted,  desolate,  dismayed! 
Or  how  the  hosts  of  hell  defeat, 
Had  suffering  saints  qo  mercy-seat? 

4  There,  there  on  eagles'  wings  we  soar, 

And  sin  and  sense,  molest  no  more; 
And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet. 
While  glory  crowns  the  niercy-seat. 
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H  YMIN"  s. 

122  (49)  (Kingsbridge.)  L.  M. 

1  QHOW  pity,  Lord  ;  O  Lord,  forgive  ; 
O  Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  ; 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
Mar  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  though  great,  cannot  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  ; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

3  O,  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean  ; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  my  eyes. 

123  (-9)  {Kingsbridge.)  L.  M. 

1  T  OED,  in  thy  great,  thy  glorious  name, 
JLJ  I  place  my  hope,  my  only  trust ; 
Save  me  from  sorrow,  guilt,  and  shame, 

Thou  ever  gracious,  ever  just. 

2  Thou  art  my  rock  —  thy  name  alone 

The  fortress  where  my  hopes  retreat ; 
O,  make  thy  power  and  mercy  known  ; 
To  safety  guide  nry  wandering  feet. 

3  Bless'd  be  the  Lord  —  forever  bless'cl, 

TThose  mercy  bids  my  fears  remove  ; 
The  sacred  walls  which  guard  my  rest, 
Are  his  almighty  power  and  love. 

4  Ye  humble  souls,  who  seek  his  face, 

Let  sacred  courage  fill  your  heart ! 
Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  trust  his  grace, 
And  he  shall  heavenly  strength  impart. 

124  (49)  (Kingsbridge.)  L.  M. 

1   npHE  righteous  Lord,  supremely  great, 
JL    Maintains  his  universal  state  ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  his  power  extends  ; 
All  heaven  before  his  footstool  bends. 
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H  Y  M.  3ST  S . 

2  Yet  justice  still  with  power  presides  ; 
And  mercy  all  his  empire  guides  ; 
Mercy  and  truth  are  his  delight, 
And  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight. 

3  No  more,  ye  wise  !  your  wisdom  boast ; 
No  more,  ye  strong  !  your  valor  trust ; 
No  more,  ye  rich  !  survey  your  store, 
Elate  with  heaps  of  shining  ore  ! 

4  Glory,  ye  saints,  in  this  alone, 
That  God,  your  God,  to  you  is  known ; 
That  you  have  owned  his  sovereign  sway,— 
That  you  have  felt  his  cheering  ray. 

125      (50)  {Brighton.)  L.  M, 

1  rpHE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
JL   And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care  ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye  ; 
My  noon-day  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountains  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary  wand'ring  steps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow. 
Amid  the  verdant  landscapes  flow. 

3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  1  stray, 
His  presence  shall  my  pains  beguile; 

The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 
With  lively  greens  and  herbage  crowned, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 
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H  Y  >X  Z>f  S  . 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  over-spread, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still ; 
Thy  friendly  rod  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dismal  shade. 

126  (50)  (Brighton.)  L.  M. 

1  T)LESS'D  who  with  gen'rous  pity  glows, 
JD  Who  learns  to  feel  another's  woes, 
Bows  to  the  poor  man's  want  his  ear, 
And  wipes  the  helpless  orphan's  tear : 

In  every  want,  in  every  woe, 
Himself  thy  pity,  Lord,  shall  know. 

2  Thy  love  his  life  shall  guard,  thy  hand 
Give  to  his  lot  the  chosen  land  ; 

Nor  leave  him,  in  the  dreadful  day, 
To  unrelenting  foes  a  prey ; 
When  languid  with  disease  and  pain, 
Thou,  Lord,  his  spirit  shalt  sustain. 

127  (51)  (Holden.)  L.  M. 

1  TTO  !  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh  — 
XI  'Tis  God  invites  the  fallen  race  — 
Mercy  and  free  salvation  buy  ; 

Buy  wine  and  milk  and  gospel  grace. 

2  Come  to  the  living  waters,  come  ! 

Sinners,  obey  your  Maker's  call ; 

Return,  ye  weary  wand'rers,  home, 

And  find  his  grace  is  free  for  all. 

3  See  from  the  Rock  a  fountain  rise  ; 

For  you  in  healing  streams  it  rolls  ; 
Money  you  need  not  bring,  nor  price, 
Ye  lab'ring,  burdened,  sin-sick  souls. 
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H  Y  M  N  s . 

4  Nothing  ye  in  exchange  shall  give  ; 
Leave  all  you  have  and  are  behind ; 
Frankly  the  gift  of  God  receive  ; 
Pardon  and  peace  in  Jesus  find. 

128  (51)  (Holden.)  L.  M. 

1  TTE  lives  —  the  great  Redeemer  lives  ! 
JUL  What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives  ! 
And  now,  enthroned  above  the  skies, 
He  pleads  his  holy  sacrifice. 

2  Thus  has  he  met  our  desp'rate  case, 
And  given  us  lasting  joy  and  peace  ; 
The  Lamb,  whose  life  can  never  end, 
At  .nee  our  sacrifice  and  friend. 

3  Great  Advocate,  almighty  Friend, 
On  thee  do  all  our  hopes  depend  ! 
Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 

For  thou  dost  plead  and  must  prevail. 

4  In  every  dark  distressing  hour, 
When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  power, 
Let  this  blest  truth  repel  each  dart, 
That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

129  C^1)  {Holden.)  L.  M. 

1  pOME,  Holy  Spirit,  Dove  divine  ! 
\j  On  these  baptismal  waters  shine, 
A\\(\  teach  our  hearts,  in  highest  strain, 
To  praise  the  Lamb,  lor  sinners  slain. 

2  We  love  thy  name,  we  love  thy  laws, 
And  joyfully  embrace  thy  cause; 

We  love  thy  cross,  the  shame,  the  pain, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain  ! 

3  We  plunge  beneath  the  mystic  Hood; 
()  plunge  ns  in  thy  cleansing  blood  ! 
We  die  to  sin,  and  seek  a  grave 
With  thee,  beneath  the  yielding  wave. 

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hy:m:n~s. 

4  And  as  we  rise  with  thee  to  live, 
0,  let  the  Holy  Spirit  give 
The  sealing  unction  from  above, 
The  breath  of  life,  the  fire  of  love  ! 

130  (51)  (Holden.)  L.  M. 

1  r\  REAT  God,  to  thee  my  evening  song 
VT  With  humble  gratitude  I  raise  ; 

0  let  thy  mercy  tune  my  tougue, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  lively  praise  ! 

2  My  days  unclouded  as  they  pass, 

And  every  gently  rolling  hour, 
Are  monuments  of  wondrous  grace, 
And  witness  to  thy  love  and  power. 

3  Seal  my  forgiveness  in  the  blood 

Of  Jesus  ;  his  dear  name  alone 

1  plead  for  pardon,  gracious  God, 
And  kind  acceptance  at  thy  throne. 

4  Let  this  blest  hope  mine  eyelids  close  ; 

With  sleep  refresh  my  feeble  frame  ; 
Safe  in  thy  care  may  I  repose, 

And  wake  with  praises  to  thy  name. 

131  (52)    {Confidence.)      (Eolden.)        L.  M. 

WAY,  my  unbelieving  fear  ! 
Fear  shall  in  me  no  more  have  place  ; 
My  Saviour  doth  not  yet  appear, 

He  hides  the  brightness  of  his  face  ; 
But  shall  I  therefore  let  him  go, 

And  basely  to  the  tempter  yield? 
No,  in  the  strength  of  Jesus,  no  ! 
I  never  will  give  up  my  shield. 
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Et  Y  M  IT  43  « 

2  Although  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 

Although  the  olive  yield  no  oil, 
The  with'ring  fig-trees  droop  and  die, 

The  fields  elude  the  tiller's  toil ; 
The  empty  stall  no  herd  afford, 

And  perish  all  the  bleating  race  ; 
Yet  will  I  triumph  in  the  Lord, 

The  God  of  my  salvation  praise. 

3  Barren  although  my  soul  remain, 

And  not  one  bud  of  grace  appear ; 
No  fruit  of  all  my  toil  and  pain, 

But  sin,  and  only  sin,  is  here  ; 
Although  my  gifts  and  comforts  lost, 

My  blooming  hopes  cut  off  I  see  ; 
Yet  will  I  in  my  Saviour  trust, 

And  glory  that  he  died  for  me. 

132     (53)       (The  Gospel  Feast.)  L.  M. 

1  /HOME,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast, 
\J  Let  every  soul  be  Jesus'  guest : 
Ye  need  not  one  be  left  behind, 

For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 

2  Sent  by  my  Lord,  on  you  I  call ; 

The  invitation  is  to  all : 
Come,  all  the  world  !  come,  sinner,  thou  ! 
All  things  in  Christ  are  ready  now. 

3  Come,  all  ye  souls  by  sin  oppressed, 

Ye  restless  wand'rers  after  rest; 
Ye  poor,  and  maimed,  and  halt  and  blind, 
In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  iiud. 

4  My  message  as  from  God  receive  ; 

Ye  all  may  come  to  Christ  and  live; 
O  let  liis  love  your  hearts  constrain, 
Nor  suffer  him  to  die  in  vain  I 

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K  y  mist  s. 

133  (53)      iThe  Go*?*1  FeasL)  L-  M- 

1  fTlHOSE  evening  bells  —  those  evening  bells, 
JL   How  many  a  tale  their  music  tells 

Of  youth,  and  home,  and  native  clime, 
When  I  last  heard  their  soothing  chime. 

2  Those  pleasant  hours  have  passed  away, 

And  many  a  heart,  that  then  was  gay, 
"Within  the  tomb  now  darkly  dwells, 
And  hears  no  more  those  evening  bells. 

3  And  so  \  will  be  when  I  am  gone  ; 

That  tuneful  peal  will  still  ring  on, 
When  other  bards  shall  walk  these  dells, 
And  sing  your  praise,  sweet  evening  bells. 

134  (54)  (Hohah.)  L.  M. 

1  QOFT  be  the  gently  breathing  notes 
O  That  sing  the  Saviour's  dying  love  ; 
Soft  as  the  evening  zephyr  floats, 

And  soft  as  tuneful  lyres  above  ; 

2  Soft  as  the  morning  dews  descend, 

While  warbling  birds  exultant  soar, 
So  soft  to  our  almighty  Friend 
Be  every  sigh  our  bosoms  pour. 

3  Pure  as  the  sun's  enliv'ning  ray, 

That  scatters  life  and  joy  abroad  ; 
Pure  as  the  lucid  orb  of  day 
*  That  wide  proclaims  its  Maker,  God ; 

4  Pure  as  the  breath  of  vernal  skies, 

So  pure  let  our  contrition  be  ; 
And  purely  let  our  sorrows  rise 
To  him  who  bled  upon  the  tree. 

135  (54)        (Sleeping  Martyrs.)  L.  M. 
1   QOOX  will  the  sleeping  martyrs  rise 

O  To  meet  the  Saviour  in  the  skies  ! 
ISTo  more  they'll  cry,  "How  long,  O  Lord?" 
But  be  avenged  and  have  reward. 
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HYMNS. 

2  Then  will  the  sleeping  saints  come  forth, 
Who  lie  entombed  in  sea  and  earth, 
And,  robed  in  immortality, 

Their  Jesus  "  face  to  face"  will  see. 

3  The  living  saints,  they  too  will  be 
Remembered  in  the  Jubilee  ; 
'•Caught  up  together  in  the  air," 

The  Saviour's  triumph  they  will  share. 

4  For  soon  the  trump  of  God  will  sound, 
And  earth  shall  quake  to  farthest  bound ; 
As  swears  the  angel,  time  shall  be 
Consigned  to  past  eternity  ! 

136  (55)  {St.  Martin's.)  C.  M. 

1  QPIRIT  divine,  attend  our  prayer  ; 
O  Now  make  this  place  thy  home  ; 
Descend  with  all  thy  gracious  power ; 

O  come,  great  Spirit,  come  ! 

2  Come  as  the  light ;  to  us  reveal 

Our  sinfulness  and  woe, 
And  lead  us  in  the  paths  of  life, 
Where  nil  the  righteous  go. 

3  Come  as  the  fire,  and  purge  our  hearts, 

Like  sacrificial  flame  ; 
Let  every  soul  an  off'ring  be 
To  our  Redeemer's  name. 

137  (55)  (Bangor.)  C.  M. 

1  1  TARK  !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound  ! 
JLJL  Mine  ears,  attend  the  cry  : 

wt  Vc  living  men,  come  view  the  ground 
Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  "Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

In  spile  of  all  your  tow'rs  ; 
The  tall,  the  wise,  the  rev'rend  head 
Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 
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HYMNS. 

3  Great  God,  is  this  our  certain  doom? 
And  are  we  still  secure  ? 
Still  walking  downward  to  our  tomb, 
And  yet  prepare  no  more  ? 

138  (56)  {Hear.)  CM. 

1  TT7TTH  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day 

?  V    Which  God  has  called  his  own ; 
With  joy  the  summons  we  obey 
To  worship  at  his  throne. 

2  Thy  chosen  temple,  Lord,  how  fair  ! 

Where  willing  vot'ries  throng  ; 
To  breathe  the  humble,  fervent  prayer, 
And  pour  the  choral  song. 

3  Spirit  of  grace,  O,  deign  to  dwell 

Within  thy  church  below ; 
Make  her  in  holiness  excel, 
With  pure  devotion  glow. 

4  Let  peace  within  her  walls  be  found, 

Let  all  her  sons  unite 
To  spread  with  grateful  zeal  around, 
Her  clear  and  shining  light. 

139  (56)  {Hear.)  CM. 

1  T  ORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
JLi  My  voice  ascending  high  ; 

To  thee  I  will  direct  my  prayer  ; 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye : 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone 

To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 
Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand  ; 
Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 
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HYMX  S. 

4  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

5  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness  ; 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight 
And  plain  before  my  face  ! 

140  (5G)  (Hear.)'  C.  It. 

1  1L/V AY  we  throughout  this  day  of  thine 
JAJL  Be  in  thy  spirit,  Lord  ; 

And  full  of  humble  fear  divine, 
That  trembles  at  thy  word. 

2  And  full  of  faith,  each  heart  to  raise, 

And  fix  on  things  above  ; 
And  full  of  sacrifice  and  praise, 
Of  holiness  and  love. 

141  (5G)  (Mear.)  CM. 

1  IVTO  longer  far  from  rest  I  roam, 
JLM  And  search  in  vain  for  bliss  ; 
My  soul  is  satisfied  at  home  ; 

The  Lord  my  portion  is. 

2  His  person  fixes  all  my  love  ; 

His  blood  removes  my  fear ; 
And,  while  he  pleads  for  me  above, 
His  arm  preserves  me  here. 

3  II is  word  of  promise  is  my  food  ; 

J  lis  spirit  is  my  guide  ; 
Thus  daily  is  my  strength  renewed, 
And  all  my  wants  supplied. 

4  For  him  I  count  as  gain  each  loss ; 

Disgrace,  for  him,  renown ; 

Well  may  I  glory  in  his  cross, 
While  lie  prepares  my  crown. 
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H  Y  MUSTS. 

142  (57)  (Arlington.)  C.  M. 

1  ~i\TY  God,  my  Father  —  blissful  name  — 
JAX  O  may  I  call  thee  mine  ? 

May  I  with  sweet  assurance  claim 
A  portion  so  divine  ? 

2  This  only  can  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  sorrow  fly  ; 
What  harm  can  ever  reach  my  soul 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye  ? 

3  Whate'er  thy  providence  denies, 

I  calmly  would  resign  ; 
For  thou  art  good,  and  just,  and  wise : 
O  bend  my  will  to  thine. 

4  Whate'er  thy  sacred  will  ordains, 

O  give  me  strength  to  bear  ; 
And  let  me  know  my  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  his  tender  care. 

143  (5~)  (Arlington.)  C.  M. 

1  TTOPE  of  our  hearts  !  0  Lord,  appear, 
XI  Thou  glorious  Star  of  day ! 

Shine  forth  and  chase  the  dreary  night, 
With  all  our  fears,  away. 

2  No  resting  place  we  seek  on  earth, 

No  loveliness  we  see  ; 
Our  eye  is  on  the  royal  crown 
Prepared  for  ns  and  thee. 

3  But  O  the  thought  of  sharing,  Lord, 

Thy  glory  from  above, 
What  is  it  to  the  brighter  hope 
Of  dwelling  in  thy  love? 

4  What  to  the  joy  —  the  deeper  joy, 

Unminglecl,  pure  and  free, 
Of  union  with  our  living  Head,  — 
Of  fellowship  with  thee  ? 
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HYMNS. 

5  This  joy  e'en  now  on  earth  is  ours  ; 

But  when  thou,  Lord,  shalt  come, 
We'll  learn  the  fullness  of  thy  love, 
In  our  eternal  home. 

6  There,  near  thy  heart,  upon  the  throne, 

Thy  ransomed  Bride  shall  see 
What  grace  was  in  the  bleeding  Lamb, 
Who  died  to  make  her  free. 

144     (57)  (Arlington.)  C.  M. 

1  C\  OD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
\JT  His  wonders  to  perform  ; 

He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take  ; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace  ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiliug  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain  : 

God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make,  it   plain* 
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HYMNS. 

145  (58)  (Fountain.) 

1  FT1HERE  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood, 

JL    Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins, 
And  sinners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power. 
Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
Be  saved,  to  sin  no  mpre. 

3  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

4  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save, 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stamm'ring  tongue 
Is  ransomed  from  the  grave. 

146  (5*)  (OrtonviUe.)  CM. 

1  1\TAJESTIC  sweetness  sits  enthroned 
J3J_  Upon  the  Saviour's  brow  ; 

His  head  with  radiant  glories  crowned, 
His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 

2  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare 

Among  the  sons  of  men  ; 
Fairer  is  he  than  all  the  fair 
Who  fill  the  heavenly  train. 

3  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

And  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

4  He  saves  our  souls  from  sin  and  hell ; 

His  words  are  true  and  sure  ; 
And  on  this  Rock  our  faith  may  rest 
Immovable,  secure. 

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H  Y  M  N  S . 

147  (59)  (Ortonville.)  CM. 

1  T)EPENT  !  the  voice  celestial  cries  ; 
±\j  No  longer  dare  delay : 

The  soul  that  scorns  the  mandate  dies, 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 

2  No  more  the  sovereign  eye  of  God 

O'erlooks  the  crimes  of  men  ; 
His  heralds  now  are  sent  abroad 
To  warn  the  world  of  sin. 

3  O  sinners,  in  his  presence  bow, 

And  all  your  guilt  confess  ; 
Accept  the  offered  Saviour  now, 
Nor  trifle  with  his  grace  ! 

4  Amazing  love,  that  yet  will  call, 

And  yet  prolong  our  days  ! 
Our  hearts,  subdued  by  goodness,  fall, 
And  weep,  and  love,  and  praise. 

148  (59)  (Ortonvillc.)  (Naomi.) 

1  A  NOTIIER  weary  day  is  past, 
Jl\_  I'm  Availing  still  for  thee  ; 

(J  keep  me.  Saviour,  till  the  last, 
And  set  me  fully  free. 

2  I  long  to  know  thee  as  thou  art, 

And  reign  with  thee  in  life  ; 

O  let  this  longing,  fainting  heart, 

Now  end  the  mortal  strife  ! 

3  With  thine  immortal  image  seal 

This  feeble  creature  thine ; 
And  all  thy  glory  then  reveal, 
And  let  me  in  it  shine. 

i  I  would  be  where  thou  art:   O  come  I 
No  longer  now  delay  ; 
lint  lake  thy  weeping' children  home, 
From  sin  .and  grief  awn  v. 
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149  (59)  {Naomi.)  C.  M. 

1  T1ATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
Jl    Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 

Let  this  petition  rise  :  — 

2  Give  me  a  cairn,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free  ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine 

My  life  and  death  attend ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

150  (60)  (Brattle  Street.)  C.  M. 

1  IHTTTIILE  Thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 

V  V    Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled  ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 

With  better  hopes  be  filled. 
Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed, 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar  ; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed, 

That  mercy  I  adore. 

2  In  each  event  of  life  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 

Because  conferred  by  thee. 
In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 

Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

3  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill — 
Resigned  when  storms  of  soirow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 
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H  Y  MUST  S. 

My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 
The  gathering  storm  shall  see, 

My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear, 
That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 

151      (G1)  (Hallowell)  C.  M. 

1  f\  FOR  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink, 
V_/  Though  pressed  by  many  a  foe  ; 
That  will  not  tremble  on  the  brink 

Of  poverty  or  wo  ; 

2  That  will  not  murmur  nor  complain 

Beneath  the  chastening  rod  ; 
But  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain, 
Can  lean  upon  its  God  ; 

3  A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  and  clear 

When  tempests  rage  without  ; 
That  when  in  danger  knows  no  fear, 
'    In  darkness  feels  no  doubt ; 

4  A  faith  that  keeps  the  narrow  way, 

By  truth  restrained  and  led, 
And  with  a  pure  and  heavenly  ray 
Lights  up  a  dying  bed. 

5  Lord,  give  me  such  a  faith  as  this, 

And  then,  whatc'cr  may  come, 
I'll  tasie  e'en  here  the  hallowed  bliss 
Of  an  eternal  home. 

152     (62)  (Sherburne.)  CM 

1  11/  HILE  shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  by  nig 

VV    Al!  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 

And  glory  shone  around. 

2  "Fear  not,"  said  he  —  for  mighty  dread 

Had  seized  their  troubled  mind  — 
"Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring, 
To  you  and  all  mankind.91 
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H  Y  jVX  jST  s . 

3  "To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day, 

Is  born  of  David's  line, 
The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ,  the  Lord, 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign : 

4  "The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find, 

To  human  view  displayed, 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph  ;  and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  who  thus 
Addressed  their  joyful  song  : 

6  "All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 
Good-will  henceforth  from  heaven  to  men 
Begin,  and  never  cease  ! " 

153      (63)  (Sherburne.)  C.  ML 

1  £  £  QHEPHERDS,  rejoice  ;  lift  up  your  eyes, 

O  A-nd  send  your  fears  away  ; 
Xews  from  the  region  of  the  skies  — 
Salvation's  born  to-day  ! 

2  "Jesus,  the  Lord,  whom  angels  fear, 

Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you ; 
To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

3  Xo  gold,  nor  purple  swaddling  bands, 

Nor  royal  shining  things  ; 
A  manger  for  his  cradle  stands, 
And  holds  the  King  of  kings  ! 

4  Go,  shepherds,  where  the  Infant  lies, 

And  see  his  humble  throne  ; 
With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 
Go,  shepherds,  kiss  the  Son." 
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HYMNS, 

5  Thus  Gabriel  sang — and  straight  around 

The  heavenly  armies  throng ; 
They  time  their  harps  to  lofty  sound, 
And  thus  conclude  the  song  :  — 

6  "Glory  +o  God  who  reigns  above, 

Let  peace  surround  the  earth  ; 
Mortals  sholl  know  their  Maker's  love 
At  their  Redeemer's  birth." 

154      (63)  (Sherburne.)  C.  M. 

1  /HALM  on  the  listening  ear  of  night 
\J  Come  heaven's  melodious  strains, 
Where  wild  Judea  stretches  far 

Her  silver-mantled  plains. 

2  Celestial  choirs,  from  courts  above, 

Shed  sacred  glories  there, 
And  angels,  with  their  sparkling  lyres, 
Make  music  on  the  air. 

3  The  answering  hills  of  Palestine 

Send  back  the  glad  reply  ; 
And  greet,  from  all  their  holy  heights, 
The  day-spring  from  on  high. 

4  O'er  the  blue  depths  of  Galilee 

There  comes  a  holier  calm, 
And  Sharon  waves,  in  solemn  praise, 
Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 

5  u Glory  to  God  !"  the  sounding  skies 

Loud  with  their  anthems  ring  — 
u Peace  to  the  earth,  good-will  to  men, 
From  heaven's  eternal  King!" 

154  i     (G3)  (Sherburne.)  CM. 

1     A  WAKE  —  awake  the  sacred  song 
J.JL  To  our  incarnate.  Lord  ! 
Let  every  heart,  and  every  tongue, 
Adore  th'  eternal  Word. 
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H  YM^  s. 

2  That  awful  Word,  that  sovereign  Power, 

By  whom  the  worlds  were  made  — 
O  !  happy  morn  —  illustrious  hour  !  — 
Was  once  in  flesh  arrayed. 

3  Then  shone  almighty  power  and  love 

In  all  their  glorious  forms, 
When  Jesus  left  his  throne  above, 
To  dwell  with  sinful  worms. 

4  To  dwell  with  misery  here  below, 

The  Saviour  left  the  skies, 
And  sunk  to  wretchedness  and  wo, 
That  worthless  man  might  rise. 

155  (63)  (Sherburne.)  CM. 

1  "ITORTALS,  awake,  with  angels  join, 
JjJL  And  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 

Joy,  love,  and  gratitude,  combine 
To  hail  th'  auspicious  day. 

2  In  heaven  the  rapturous  song  began, 

And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 
And  strung  and  tuned  the  lyre. 

3  Hark  !  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song  ; 
Good-will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
Th'  harmonious  angel  throng. 

4  Hail,  Prince  of  life  !   forever  hail, 

Redeemer,  brother,  friend ! 
Though  earth,  and  time,  and  life  should  fail, 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 

156  (6J0  (Coronation.)  C.  M, 
1     A  LL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 

Xjl  Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 
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II  V  M  1ST  S  . 

i    f  e  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 
Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall, 
Hail  him  avIio  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

157  (64)  {Coronation.)  CM. 

1  QOON  all  shall  hail  our  Jesus'  name, 
O  Angels  shall  prostrate  fall ; 

For  him  the  brightest  glory  claim, 
And  hail  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  The  risen  saints  shall  sound  the  lyre, 

And,  as  they  sound  it,  fall 
Before  his  face,  who  formed  their  choir, 
And  hail  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  The  remnant  saved  from  Israel's  race, 

Redeemed  from  Israel's  fall, 
Shall  praise  him  for  his  wondrous  grace, 
And  hail  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Gentiles  shall  conic  —  and  every  king 

Throughout  this  earthly  ball, 
To  Zion  come  —  and  tribute  bring, 
And  hail  him  Lord  of  all. 

158  (65)  ( Woodland.)  CM. 

1   T  LOVE  to  steal  awhile  away 
X  From  every  cumbering  care, 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
in  humble,  grateful  prayer. 
84 


H^  MiN*  S. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear, 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead, 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore, 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven  ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driven. 

5  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 

159      (65)  (Woodland.)  CM. 

1  TTOW  sweet  the  Christian's  hope  to  me, 
il    While  here  I'm  called  to  roam  ; 

It  points  me  to  a  better  land 
That  I  may  call  my  home. 

2  This  hope  reminds  me  of  the  time 

When  Jesus  will  appear  ; 
It  gives  me  joy,  it  gives  me  peace, 
And  drives  away  my  fear. 

3  When  darkness  hovers  o'er  my  path, 

And  I  no  light  can  see, 
This  hope  sustains  my  drooping  soul, 
And  bids  me  joyful  be. 

4  When  friends  that  once  I  loved  so  well, 

Leave  me  alone  to  sigh, 
This  hope  bids  me  rejoice  and  sing, 
For  my  redemption's  nigh. 
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II  V  3b£  29*  S. 

5  This  hope  — it  purifies  my  heart, 

And  turns  my  night  to  day ; 
It  plants  my  feet  upon  the  Kock, 
And  keeps  me  in  the  way. 

6  The  day  is  near  —  O  joyful  thought !  — 

When  I  shall  gain  the  prize  ; 
This  hope  will  then  be  turned  to  sight 
Before  my  wondering  eyes. 

160  (G5)    (Woodland)    (Coronation.)    CM. 

1  OALVATION!  O,  the  joyful  sound  ! 

0  'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears  ; 

A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  death's  dark  door  we  lay ; 
But  we  arise  by  grace  divine 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

161  (GG)  (Northfield.)  C.  M. 

1  AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
IX.  A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 

Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  borne  to  Paradise 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  other-  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  Bailed  through  bloody  seas? 

3  Are  there  do  foe  •  for  me  to  face? 

Musi  I  not  stem  the  Hood? 

Is  this  vile  world  ;i  friend  lo  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  Clod? 
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HYMNS. 

4  Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign  ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord; 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  die  ; 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  vict'ry  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

162  (6G)  {Northfield.)  C.  M. 

1  rpiME  hastens  on  ;  ye  longing  saints 
_1_   Now  raise  your  voices  high  ; 
And  magnify  that  sovereign  love 

Which  shows  salvation  nigh. 

2  As  time  departs  salvation  comes ; 

Each  moment  brings  it  near : 

Then  welcome  each  declining  day, 

Welcome  each  closing  year. 

3  Not  many  years  their  course  shall  run, 

Not  many  mornings  rise, 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  revealed 
To  our  transported  eyes. 

163  (67)  (Balerma.)  C.  M. 

1  T  OED,  through  the  devious  paths  of  life 
JU  Thy  feeble  servant  guide  ; 
Supported  by  thy  powerful  arm, 

My  footsteps  shall  not  slide. 

2  To  thee,  O  my  unerring  Guide, 

I  would  myself  resign  ; 
In  all  my  ways  acknowledge  thee, 
And  form  my  will  by  thine. 


H  Y  MN  S. 

3  Thus  shall  each  blessing  of  thy  hand 

Be  doubly  sweet  to  me  ; 
And  in  new  griefs  I  still  shall  have 
A  refuge,  Lord,  in  thee. 

4  Lord,  by  thy  counsel  while  I  live 

Guide  thou  my  wand'ring  feet ; 
And  when  my  course  on  earth  is  run, 
I'll  wait  for  joys  complete. 

164  (G7)      (Bakrma.)      (North field.)     C.  M. 

1  rpHOU  boundless  Source  of  every  good, 
X    Our  best  desires  fulfil ; 

We  would  adore  thy  wondrous  grace, 
And  mark  thy  sovereign  will. 

2  In  all  thy  mercies  may  our  souls 

Thy  bounteous  goodness  see  ; 
Nor  let  the  gifts  thy  hand  imparts 
Estrange  our  hearts  from  thee. 

3  Teach  us,  in  time  of  deep  distress, 

To  own  thy  hand,  O  God, 
And  in  submissive  silence  learn 
The  lessons  of  thy  rod  ! 

4  In  every  changing  scene  of  life, 

Whate'er  that  scene  may  be, 
Give  us  a  meek  and  humble  mind, 
A  mind  at  peace  with  thee. 

5  Do  thou  direct  our  steps  aright, 

Help  us  thy  name  to  fear  ; 
And  give  us  grace  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  strength  to  persevere. 

165  (G7)  (Bakrma.)  CM. 

1    rpiIR  Lord  our  Saviour  will  appear; 
JL    His  day  is  nigh  at  hand  ; 
The  signs  bespeak  his  coming  near, 
And  all  may  understand. 

83 


HYMNS, 

2  Behold,  he  comes  !  he  comes  to  reign 

On  earth  with  all  his  saints  ; 
Jesus,  the  Lamb  of  God,  once  slain, 
Will  end  our  long  complaints. 

3  The  prince  of  darkness  he'll  destroy ; 

The  hosts  of  sin  o'erthrow  ; 
Satan  shall  then  no  more  annoy, 
But  Christ  shall  reign  below  ; 

4  Then  those  who  suffered  in  his  name, 

And  did  obey  his  word, 
Shall  rise  in  glory  and  proclaim 
The  goodness  of  their  Lord. 

5  The  wonders  of  that  happy  age 

What  mortal  can  declare  ? 
We  view  with  joy  the  sacred  page, 
For  we  can  read  them  there. 

168     (68)  (WicMiffe.)  CM. 

1  /~\  THOU  !  whose  tender  mercy  hears 
\J  Contrition's  humble  sigh, 

Whose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye, — 

2  See,  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  wretched  wand'rer  mourn  ; 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 
Hast  thou  not  said,  "  Return"  ? 

3  And  shall  my  guilty  fears  prevail, 

To  drive  me  from  thy  feet  ? 
O  !  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail  — 
This  only  safe  retreat. 

4  Oh  !  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine  ; 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of   joys  divine. 


HYMIsT  S. 

167  (68)  (Clarendon.)  CM. 

1  TTE  servants  of  the  living  God, 

X    Let  praise  your  hearts  employ  ; 
And  as  you  tread  salvation's  road 
Lift  up  the  voice  of  joy. 

2  Have  they  not  reason  to  rejoice, 

Whose  sins  have  been  forgiven  ; 
Called  by  a  gracious  Father's  choice 
To  be  the  heirs  of  heaven  ? 

3  How  do  the  captive's  transports  flow, 

When  rescued  from  his  chains  ! 
And  how  must  sinners  joy  to  know 
Their  own  Messiah  reigns  ! 

4  O,  grant  us,  Lord,  to  feel  and  own 

The  power  of  love  divine  ; 
The  blood  which  doth  for  sin  atone, 
The  grace  which  makes  us  thine. 

168  (G9)  (Pcterboro.)  C.  M. 

1  /^VNCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 
\J  Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  ; 

Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  him  who  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  sound  ; 
Wide  as  the  heaven  on  which  he  sits, 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  'Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame ; 

My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise ; 

My  sins  might  rouse;  his  wrath  to  flame, 
Bui  yd  his  wrath  delays. 

4  O  God,  Lei  all  my  hours  he  thine. 

Whilst  I  enjoy  the  light  ; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  peaceful  night, 

90 


169  (69)    (Peterboro'.)    (Clarendon.)      CM. 

1  TTTHAT  shall  I  render  to  my  God 

V  V    For  all  his  kindness  shown  ? 
My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints  who  fill  thy  house, 

My  offering  shall  be  paid  ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
My  soul  in  anguish  ma'de. 

3  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are  ! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

4  Now  I  am  thine,  forever  thine, 

Nor  shall  my  purpose  move  ; 
Thy  hand  hath  loosed  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

5  Here  in  thy  courts  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record  ; 
Witness,  ye  saints  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forsake  the  Lord. 

170  (69)  (Peterboro9.)  CM. 

1  T  O  !  I  behold  the  scattering  shades, 
Jj  The  dawn  of  heaven  appears  ; 
The  sweet  immortal  morning  spreads 

Its  blushes  round  the  spheres. 

2  I  see  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 

And  flaming  guards  around  ; 
The  skies  divide  to  make  him  room 
The  trumpet  shakes  the  ground. 

3  I  hear  the  voice,  —  "  Ye  dead,  arise  !" 

And,  lo  !  the  graves  obey  ; 
And  waking  saints,  with  joyful  eyes, 
Salute  th'  expected  day. 
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K  Y  M  1ST  S . 

4  They  leave  the  dust,  and  on  the  wing 

Rise  to  the  midway  air, 
In  shining  garments  meet  their  King, 
And  loud  adore  him  there. 

5  How  will  our  joy  and  wonder  rise, 

When  our  returning  Kins: 
Shall  hasten  downward,  through  the  skies, 
On  love's  triumphant  wing  ! 

171      (70)  (Exhortation.)  C.  M. 

1  TTOW  cheering  is  the  Christian's  hope 
JUL  While  toiling  here  below  ! 

It  buoys  us  up  while  passing  through 
This  wilderness  of  woe. 

2  It  points  us  to  a  land  of  rest, 

Where  saints  with  Christ  will  reign, 
Where  we  shall  meet  the  loved  of  earth, 
And  never  part  again  ; 

3  A  land  where  sin  can  never  come, 

Temptations  ne'er  annoy  ; 
Where  happiness  will  ever  dwell. 
And  that  without  alloy. 

4  O  how  unlike  the  present  world 

Will  be  the  one  to  come  ! 
Here,  pain  and  sorrow,  care  and  fear, 
Attend  where'er  we  roam. 

5  In  that  bright  world  no  tears  will  How, 

Death  ne'er  can  enter  there  — 
For  all  who  gain  that  heavenly  land 
Will  be  as  angels  are, 

G  Fly,  lingering  moments,  fly,  ()  ily ! 

Dear  Saviour,  quickly  eonie  ! 

We  long  to  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
And  reach  that  blissful  home. 
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172  (71)  {Exhortation.)  CM. 

1  FTVHIXE  oath  and  promise,  mighty  God, 
X    Recorded  in  thy  word, 

Become  our  hope's  foundation  broad, 
And  surety  afford. 

2  Like  Abraham,  the  friend  of  God, 

Thy  faithfulness  we  prove  ; 
We  tread  in  paths  the  fathers  trod, 
Blest  with  thy  light  and  love. 

3  Largely  our  consolation  flows, 

TVrhile  we  expect  the  day 
That  ends  our  griefs,  and  pains,  and  woes, 
And  drive  our  fears  away. 

4  Let  floods  of  mighty  vengeance  roll, 

And  compass  earth  around  ; 
Let  thunder  sound  from  pole  to  pole, 
And  earthquakes  vast  astound ; 

5  Let  nature  all  convulse  and  shake, 

And  angry  nations  rage  ; 
Thy  name  our  hiding-place  we  make  ; 
To  save  thou  dost  emrage. 

173  (71)  {Exhortation.)  C.  M. 

1  T  ET  us  rejoice  in  Christ  the  Lord, 
JJ  Who  claims  us  for  his  own  ; 
The  hope  that's  built  upon  his  word, 

Can  ne'er  be  overthrown. 

2  Though  many  foes  beset  us  round, 

And  feeble  is  our  arm, 
Our  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God 
Beyond  the  reach  of  harm. 

3  Weak  as  we  are,  we  will  not  faint, 

Or,  fainting,  cannot  fail ; 
Tesus,  the  strength  of  every  saint, 
Must  in  the  end  prevail. 
93 


H  Y  Jtt  IS"  S  . 

4  Though  now  he's  unperceived  by  sense, 

Faith  sees  him  always  near, — 
A  guide,  a  glory,  a  defence, 
To  save  from  every  fear. 

5  As  surely  as  he  overcame, 

And  conquered  death  and  sin, 
So  surely  those  that  trust  his  name 
Will  all  his  triumph  win. 

174  (71)  (Stephens.)  C.  M. 

1  "DEFORE  thy  mercy-seat,  O  Lord  ! 
JL)  Behold  thy  servants  stand, 

To  ask  the  knowledge  of  thy  word, 
The  guidance  of  thy  hand. 

2  Let  thy  eternal  truth,  we  pray, 

Dwell  richly  in  each  heart ; 
That  from  the  safe  and  narrow  way 
We  never  may  depart. 

3  Lord,  from  thy  word  remove  the  seal, 

Unfold  its  hidden  store  ; 
And  teach  us,  as  we  read,  to  feel 
Its  value  more  and  more. 

4  Thus,  while  thy  word  our  weakness  guides, 

O  may  we  safely  go 
To  those  fair  realms  where  love  provides 
A  final  rest  from  woe. 

175  (72)  (Zerah.)  CM. 

1  ITIO  us  a  Child  of  hope  is  born, 
JL  To  us  a  Son  ls  given : 

Him  shall  the  tribes  of  earth  obey, 
II im  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

2  His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  peace, 

Forevermore  adored ; 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counsellor, 

The  great  and  mighty  Lord. 
94 


H  Y  MOST  s. 

3  His  power,  increasing,  still  shall  spread ; 

His  reign  no  end  shall  know  ; 
Justice  shall  guard  his  throne  of  love, 
And  peace  abound  below. 

4  To  us  a  Child  of  hope  is  born ; 

To  us  a  Son  is  given  ; 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counsellor, 
The  mighty  Lord  of  heaven. 

176  (72)      {Zeralu)      (Hallowell.)  CM. 

1  FTIHERE'S  not  a  bright  and  beaming  smile, 
JL   Which  in  this  world  I  see, 

But  turns  my  heart  to  future  joy, 
And  whispers  "  heaven"  to  me. 

Though  often  here  my  soul  is  sad, 
And  falls  the  silent  tear, 

There  is  a  world  where  all  are  glad, 
And  sorrow  dwells  not  there. 

2  I  never  clasp  a  friendly  hand, 

In  greeting,  or  farewell, 
But  thoughts  of  an  eternal  home 

Within  my  bosom  swell : 
A  prayer  to  meet  in  heaven  at  last 

Where  all  the  ransomed  come, 
And  where  eternal  ages  still 

Shall  find  us  all  at  home. 

177  (78)  (0  for  a  Closer  Walk  with  God.)  CM. 

1  r\  FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
\J  A  calm  and  heavenly  frame  ; 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 
Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew, 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 
95 


KL  Y  M  JNT  S . 

2  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed ! 

IIo\vr  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 

The  world  can  never  fill. 
Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest  ! 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn 

And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

8  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'cr  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 

And  worship  only  thee. 
So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame  ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

178     (74)  (Woodstock.)  CM. 

1  A  UTIIOR  of  good,  to  thee  we  turn ; 
iJL  Thine  ever  wakeful  eye 

Alone  can  all  our  wants  discern ; 
Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

2  0,  let  thy  love  within  us  dwell, 

Thy  fear  our  footsteps  guide  ! 
That  love  shall  vainer  loves  expel ; 
That  fear  all  fears  beside. 

3  And  O,  by  error's  force  subdued, 

Since  oft,  with  stubborn  will, 
We  blindly  shun  the  latent  good, 
And  grasp  the  specious  ill ; 

4  Not  what  we  wish,  but  what  we  want, 

Let  mercy  still  supply  ; 
The  good  we  ask  not,  Father,  grant; 
The  ill  we  ask,  deny  ; 
9G 


HYMN  ». 

179      (74)  {China.)  CM. 

1  A  XD  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought, 
jlL  And  answer,  in  that  day, 

For  every  vain  and  idle  thought, 
And  every  word  I  say? 

2  Yes,  every  secret  of  my  heart 

Shall  shortly  be  made  known, 
And  I  receive  my  just  desert 
For  all  that  I  have  'done. 

3  How  careful,  then,  ought  I  to  live, 

With  what  religious  fear, 
Who  such  a  strict  account  must  give 
For  my  behavior  here  ! 

4  Thou  mighty  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 

The  watchful  power  bestow, 
So  shall  I  to  my  ways  take  heed 
In  all  I  speak  or  do. 

loO     (75)  {Dundee.)  C.  M. 

1   T1ATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
Jl    What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
Forever  be  thy  name  adored 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

A  'Tis  here  the  Saviour's  welcome  voice 
Spreads  heavenly  peace  around  ; 
And  life,  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

3  O,  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light ! 

4  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord, 

Be  thou  forever  near  ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  here. 
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181  (75)  {Dundee.)  C.  M. 

1  T  IFE  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  houi  ; 
JLi  How  soon  the  vapor  flies  ! 
Man  is  a  tender,  transient  flower, 

That  e'en  in  blooming  dies. 

2  The  once  loved  form,  now  cold  and  dead, 

Each  mournful  thought  employs  ; 
And  nature  weeps  her  comforts  fled, 
And  withered  all  her  joys. 

3  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, 

When  what  we  now  deplore 

Shall  rise  in  full  immortal  prime, 

And  bloom  to  fade  no  more. 

4  Cease,  then,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  tears, 

Behold  the  Saviour  nigh  ; 

And  when  in  glory  he  appears, 

Thy  joys  shall  never  die. 

182  (75)        {Dundee.)        {China.)        C.  M. 

1  IHTOW  long  shall  death,  the  tyrant,  reign 
JJL  And  triumph  o'er  the  just  ; 

While  the  rich  blood  of  martyrs  slain 
Lies  mingled  with  the  dust  ? 

2  When  shall  this  tedious  night  be  gone? 

When  will  our  Lord  appear? 

Our  fond  desires  would  pray  him  down, 
Our  love  embrace  him  here. 

3  Let  faith  arise;  and  climb  the  hills, 

And  from  alar  descry 
How  distant  arc  his  chariot  wheels, 
And  tell  liow  fast  they  ily. 

4  We  hear  the  voice,  "Ye  dead,  arise!" 

And,  lo,  the  graves  obey  ! 
And  waking  saints,  with  joyful  eyes, 
Salute  th'  expected  day. 
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5  How  shall  our  joy  and  wonder  rise, 
When  our  returning  King 
Shall  bear  us  upward  to  the  skies 
On  love's  triumphant  wing ! 

183  (75)        {China.)        (Dundee.)        C.  M. 

1  II  FY  Father,  God  !  how  sweet  the  sound ! 
JjJL  How  tender,  and  how  dear  ! 

Not  all  the  melody  of  heaven 
Could  so  delight  the  ear. 

2  Come,  sacred  Spirit,  seal  the  name 

On  my  expanding  heart, 
And  show,  that  in  Jehovah's  grace 
I  share  a  filial  part. 

3  Cheered  by  a  signal  so  divine, 

Unwavering  I  believe  ; 
My  spirit  ;iAbba,  Father,"  cries, 
Nor  can  the  sign  deceive. 

184  (76)  (Buckingham.)  C.  M. 

1  T  ORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray ; 
JLi  I  am  forever  thine  ; 

I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 

2  And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head, 

From  cares  and  labor  free, 
'Tis  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed, 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  evening  sacrifice, 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God,  my  faith,  my  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus,  with  my  thoughts  composed  to  peace, 

I  '11  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep  ; 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 
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HYMNS. 

6  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word, 
Renouncing  every  sin  ; 
Submit  to  him,  your  sovereign  Lord, 
And  learn  his  will  divine. 

189  (77)      (Dedham.)  (Siloam.)  CM 

1  rpiIE  Saviour  !  O,  what  endless  charms 
JL   Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound  ! 

Its  influence  every  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  sweet  peace  around. 

2  O  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine, 

Of  bliss,  a  boundless  store  ! 
Dear  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine : 
I  cannot  wish  for  more. 

3  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies  ; 

Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall ; 
My  Lord,  my  life,  my  sacrifice, 
My  Saviour  and  my  all. 

190  (78)  (Berrien.)  C.  M. 

1  HITTING  around  our  Father's  board, 
O  We  raise  our  tuneful  breath  ; 

Our  faith  beholds  her  dying  Lord, 
And  dooms  our  sins  to  death. 

2  We  see  the  blood  of  Jesus  shed, 

Whence  all  our  pardons  rise  ; 
The  sinner  views  th*  atonement  made, 
And  loves  the  sacrifice. 

3  Thy  cruel  thorns,  thy  shameful  cross 

Procure  US  heavenly  crowns  ; 
Our  highest  gain  springs  from  thy  loss; 
Our  healing  from  thy  wounds. 

4  O,  'tis  impossible  that  we, 

Who  dwell  in  feeble  clay, 
Should  equal  Buff'ringS  bear  for  thee, 
Or  equal  thanks  repay. 

102 


HYMNS. 

191  (78)  (Berrien.)  C.  M. 

1  /HOME,  Saviour,  let  thy  tokens  prove 
\J  Fitted  by  heavenly  art, 

As  channels  to  convey  thy  love 
To  every  faithful  heart. 

2  The  living  bread  sent  down  from  heaven, 

In  us  vouchsafe  to  be  ; 
Thy  flesh  for  all  the  world  is  given, 
And  ail  may  iive  by  thee. 

3  Now,  Lord,  on  us  thy  flesh  bestow, 

And  let  us  drink  thy  blood, 
Till  all  our  souls  are  filled,  below, 
With  all  the  life  of  God. 

4  Determined  nothing  else  to  know 

But  Jesus  crucified, 
We  will  not  from  our  Jesus  go, 
Or  leave  his  wounded  side. 

192  ('8)  (Berrien.)  C.  M. 

1  A  CCORDIXG  to  thy  gracious  word, 
J\.  In  meek  humility, 

This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord, — 
I  will  remember  thee. 

2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 

My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be  ; 
Thy  testamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 

3  Gethsemane  can  I  forget  ? 

Or  there  thy  conflict  see, 

Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 

And  not  remember  thee  ? 

4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

And  rest  on  Calvary, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  my  Sacrifice, 
I  must  remember  thee  ! 
103 


HYMNS. 

J  93     <79J  (Swanwick.)  CM. 

1  11  /HEN  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 
V  V     Tiiis  rending  earth  shall  shake  ; 

When  op'ning  graves  shall  yield  their  charge, 
And  dust  to  life  awake, — 

2  Those  bodies  that  corrupted  fell 

Shall  incorrupt  arise, 
And  mortal  forms  shall  spring  to  life 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 

3  Behold,  what  heavenly  prophets  sung : 

Is  now  at  last  fulfilled  ; 
And  Death  yields  up  his  ancient  reign 
And,  vanquished,  quits  the  field. 

4  Let  Faith  exalt  her  joyful  voice, 

And  now  in  triumph  sing  :  — 
O  Grave,  where  is  thy  victory? 
And  where,  O  Death,  thy  sting? 

194     (79)  (Swanwick.)  C.  M. 

1  f\  WHAT  hath  Jesus  bought  for  me  ! 
\J  Before  my  ravished  eyes 

Rivers  of  life  divine  I  see, 
And  trees  of  paradise. 

2  I  see  the  blessed  saints  in  light, 

Who  taste  the  pleasure  there  ; 
They  are  all  robed  in  spotless  white, 
And  conq'ring  palms  they  bear. 

3  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown 

1  now  the  cross  sustain  ; 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 
And  smile  at  toil  and  pain  ! 

4  O,  what  am  all  my  Bufferings  here, 

If,   Lord,  thou  count  me  meet 
With  that  enraptured  host  t* appear. 

And  worship  at  thy  feet? 
104 


K  YJMIST  s. 

5  Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  pain, 
Take  life  or  friends  away  ; 

But  let  me  find  them  all  again 
In  that  eventful  day. 

195  (79)  (Swanwick.)  C.  M. 

1  TTOW  happy  is  the  Christian's  state  ! 
XI  His  sins  are  all  forgiven  ; 

A  cheering  ray  confirms  the  grace, 
And  lifts  his  hopes  to  heaven. 

2  Though,  in  the  rugged  path  of  life, 

He  heaves  the  pensive  sigh, 
Yet,  trusting  in  the  Lord,  he  finds 
Supporting  grace  is  nigh. 

3  If,  to  prevent  his  wand'ring  steps, 

He  feels  the  chast'ning  rod, 
The  gentle  stroke  shall  bring  him  back 
To  his  forgiving  God. 

196  (80)  {Garland.)  G.  M. 

1  f\  FOR  that  tenderness  of  heart 
\J  That  bows  before  the  Lord  ; 
That  owns  how  good  and  just  thou  art, 

And  trembles  at  thy  word  ! 

2  O  for  those  humble,  contrite  tears, 

Which  from  repentance  flow  ! 
That  sense  of  guilt,  which,  trembling,  fears 
The  long-suspended  blow  ! 

3  Saviour,  to  me  in  pity  give, 

For  sin,  the  deep  distress  ; 
The  pledge  thou  wilt  at  last  receive, 
And  bid  me  go  in  peace. 

J97     (80)  {Majesty.)  CM. 

1   rpHE  Lord,  the  God  of  glory,  reigns, 
JL   In  majesty  arrayed  ; 
His  rule  omnipotence  sustains, 
And  guides  the  worlds  he  made. 
105 


HYMNS. 

2  Ere  rolling  worlds  began  to  move, 

Or  skies  were  stretched  abroad, 
Thine  awful  throne  was  fixed  above, 
Thou  everlasting  God. 

3  The  Lord,  the  mighty  God  on  high, 

Controls  the  raging  seas  ; 
He  speaks  !  —  and  noise  and  tempests  fly, 
The  waves  sink  down  in  peace. 

4  Thy  sovereign  laws  are  ever  sure ; 

Eternal  truth  is  thine  ; 
And,  Lord,  thy  people  should  be  pure, 
And  in  thine  image  shine. 

198  (81)  (Majesty.)  CM. 

1  A  LL  nature  dies  and  lives  again  : 
JOL  The  flowers,  that  paint  the  field, 

The  trees,  that  crown  the  mountain's  brow, 
And  boughs  and  blossoms  yield, — 

2  Resign  the  honors  of  their  form 

At  winter's  stormy  blast, 
And  leave  the  naked,  leafless  pl^in, 
A  desolated  waste. 

3  Yet  soon  reviving  plants  and  flowers 

Anew  shall  deck  the  plain  ; 
The  woods  shall  hear  the  voice  of  spring, 
And  flourish  green  again. 

4  So,  to  the  dreary  grave  consigned, 

Man  Bleeps  id  death's  dark  gloom, 
Until  the  final  morning  wake 
The  slumbers  of  the  tomb. 

199  (82)  (Bray.)  CM. 

1   TTT1THIN  thy  house,  O  Lord,  our  God, 
V  V     J  n  majesty  appear  ; 
Make  this  a  place  of  thine  abode, 
And  shed  thy  blessings  here. 
106 


HYMNS. 

2  As  we  thy  mercy-seat  surround, 

Thy  Spirit,  Lord,  impart ; 
And  let  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound 
With  power  reach  every  heart. 

3  Here  let  the  blind  their  sight  obtain  ; 

Here  give  the  mourner  rest ; 
Let  Jesus  here  triumphant  reign, 
Enthroned  in  every  breast. 

200  (82)  (Bray.)  CM 

1  T  ET  every  mortal  ear  attend, 

I  i  And  every  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind  :  — 

3  Eternal  Wisdom  hath  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho  !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die, 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
From  springs  that  never  dry. 

201  (82)  {Bray.)  CM. 

1  rpHE  gospel  comes  with  welcome  news 
JL   To  sinners  lost  like  me  ; 

Their  various  schemes  while  others  choose, 
Saviour,  I  come  to  thee. 

2  Of  merit  now  I  cannot  speak, 

For  merit  I  have  none  ; 
I'm  justified  for  Jesus'  sake, 
I'm  saved  by  grace  alone. 
107 


K  Y  M  1ST  S . 

3  '  T  was  grace  my  wayward  heart  first  Avon  ; 

'Tis  grace  that  holds  me  fast ; 
Grace  will  complete  the  work  begun, 
And  save  me  to  the  last. 

4  Then  shall  my  soul  with  rapture  trace 

What  God  hath  done  for  me, 
And  celebrate  redeeming  <n*ace 
Throughout  eternity. 

202  (83)  {Warwick.)  CM. 

1  TESUS,  our  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace  ! 
J    Thy  bounties  how  complete  ! 

How  shall  we  count  the  matchless  sum? 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt? 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine  ; 
What  can  our  poverty  bestow, 
When  all  the  worlds  are  thine  ? 

3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 

The  partners  of  thy  grace, 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  name3 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 

4  In  them  thou  may'st  be  clothed,  and  fed, 

And  visited,  and  cheered  ; 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress 
Our  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 

203  (83)  (Bur/ord)  C.  M. 

1  f\  GOD  !  our  help  in  ages  past, 
\J  Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  Prom  the  stormy  blast, 

And  our  eternal  home, — • 

2  Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  throne 

Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure ; 
Sufficient  IS  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 
108 


HYMNS. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame  ; 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God — 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  flesh  to  dust  — 

"  Return,  ye  sons  of  men  ! " 
All  nations  rose  from  earth  at  first, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 

204  (84)  {Turner:)  C.  M. 

1  /^OME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
\J  With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers  ; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 

In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  earthly  toys  ; 
Our  souls  how  heavily  they  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys  ! 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Father,  and  shall  we  ever  live, 

At  this  poor  dying  rate  ? 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers  ; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love, 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

205  (85)  {Howard.)  CM. 
1  TTTHEX  all  thy  mercies,  0  my  God, 

V  V     My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 
109 


HYMNS. 

2  0,  how  can  words  with  equal  warmth 

The  gratitude  declare, 
That  glows  within  my  ravished  heart? — 
But  thou  canst  read  it  there. 

3  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear, 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learned 
To  form  themselves  in  prayer. 

4  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

5  Through  hidden  dangers,  toils,  and  deaths, 

It  gently  cleared  my  way ; 
And  through  the  pleasing  snares  of  vice, 
More  to  be  feared  than  they. 

6  Through  all  eternity  to  thee 

A  grateful  song  F 11  raise  ; 
But,  O,  eternity's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise  ! 

206     (85)        {Howard.)     (Turner.)        CM. 

1   QWEET  rivers  of  redeeming  love 

0  I  see  before  me  lie  ; 

J I  ad  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
I'd  to  those  rivers  fly. 

*2   I'd  rise  superior  to  my  pain, 
With  joy  outstrip  the  wind; 
I'd  cross  bold  Jordan's  stormy  main, 
And  leave  the  world  behind. 

3  A  few  more  days,  or  months,  at  most, 
My  troubles  will  be  o'er  ; 

1  hope  to  join  the  heavenly  host 
On  Canaan's  happy  shore. 

110 


HYMNS. 

4  My  rapturous  soul  shall  drink  and  feast 

In  love's  unbounded  sea  ; 
The  glorious  hope  of  endless  rest 
Is  ravishing  to  me. 

5  O,  come,  my  Saviour,  come  away, 

And  bear  me  to  the  sky ! 
Nor  let  thy  chariot  wheels  delay  ; 
Make  haste  and  bring  it  nigh. 

6  I  long  to  see  thy  glorious  face, 

And  in  thine  image  shine  ; 
To  triumph  in  victorious  grace, 
And  be  forever  thine. 

207  (85)         {Howard.)    {Tamer.)        C.  M, 

1  "l/fY  soul  is  happy  when  I  hear 
jlSjL  The  Saviour  is  so  nigh  ; 

I  long  to  see  his  sign  appear 
Upon  the  opening  sky. 

2  I  love  to  wait,  and  watch,  and  pray, 

And  trust  his  living  word, 
And  feel  the  coming  of  that  day 
No  longer  is  deferred. 

3  I  do  rejoice  that  life  was  given 

In  these  last  days  to  me, 
That  deathless  I  may  rise  to  heaven, 
And  my  Redeemer  see. 

4  Then,  waiting  brethren,  let  us  sing ; 

He  will  not  tarry  long  ; 
And  fill  with  love  the  hours  that  bring 
The  glory  of  our  song. 

208  (86)  (St.  John's.)  C.  M. 


'F 


That  fellowship  of  love, 
His  Spirit  only  can  bestow, 
Who  reigns  in  light  above. 
Ill 


2  Walk  in  the  light !  and  thou  shalt  find 

Thy  heart  made  truly  His 
Who  dwells  in  cloudless  light  enshrined, 
In  whom  no  darkness  is. 

3  Walk  in  the  light !  and  thou  shalt  own 

Thy  darkness  passed  away, 
Because  that  Light  hath  on  thee  shone 
In  which  is  perfect  day. 

4  Walk  in  the  light !  and  e'en  the  tomb 

No  fearful  shade  shall  wear  ; 
Glory  shall  chase  away  its  gloom, 
For  Christ  hath  conquered  there. 

5  Walk  in  the  light !  thy  path  shall  be 

Peaceful,  serene,  and  bright ; 
For  God,  by  grace,  shall  dwell  in  thee, 
And  God  himself  is  light. 

209  (86)     {St.  John's.)     (Emmons.)     C.  M. 

1  "lYfOW  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
JL I    Be  endless  blessings  paid  ; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain 

Forever  on  thy  head. 

2  Thou  hast  redeemed  us  by  thy  blood, 

And  set  the  prisoners  free  ; 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

210  (8G)  (Emmons.)  C.  M. 

1  FT1HOU  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb! 
JL   We  love  to  bear  of  thee ; 

No  music's  like  thy  charming  name, 
Nor  half  so  sweet  to  me. 

2  When  we  appear  in  yonder  cloud, 

With  all  the  favored  throng; 
Then  we  will  sing  more  sweet,  more  loud, 
And  Christ  shall  be  our  song. 
112 


HYMN  S . 

3  When  we  've  been  there  ten  thousand  years, 

Bright  shining  as  the  sun, 
We've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise, 
Than  when  we  first  begun. 

4  Reach  down,  O  Lord,  thine  arm  of  grace, 

And  cause  me  to  attend ; 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbaths  never  end. 

211  (87)  (Tampicb.)  C.  M. 
IAS  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays, 

XjL  Why  heaves  the  secret  sigh  ? 
'Tis  that  I  mourn  departed  days, 
Still  unprepared  to  die. 

2  The  world,  and  worldly  things  beloved, 

My  anxious  thought  employed  ; 
And  time,  unhallowed,  unimproved, 
Presents  a  fearful  void. 

3  Yet,  holy  Father,  wild  despair 

Chase  from  my  laboring  breast ; 
Thy  grace  it  is  which  prompts  the  prayer ; 
That  grace  can  do  the  rest. 

212  (88)  (Cambridge.)  C.  M. 

1  SALVATION  !   O  the  joyful  sound ! 
O  What  pleasure  to  our  ears  ! 

A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Salvation !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around ; 

While  all  the  armies  of  .the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound ! 

3  Salvation !  O  thou  bleeding  Lamb, 

To  thee  the  praise  belongs  ; 
Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 
And  dwell  upon  our  tongues. 
113 


*I  Y  M  INT  S  . 

213  (88)     (Cambridge.)    (Coventry.)      CM. 

1  TjIAITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 
JP    And  saves  us  from  its  snares  ; 

Its  aid  in  every  duty  brings, 
And  softens  all  our  cares. 

2  It  heals  the  deadly  thirst  of  sin  ; 

It  lights  the  sacred  fire 
Of  love  to  God  and  heavenly  things, 
And  feeds  the  pure  desire. 

3  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power 

The  healing  balm  to  give  ; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  live. 

4  It  shows  the  precious  promise,  sealed 

With  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  helps  our  feeble  hope  to  rest 
Upon  a  faithful  God. 

5  Wide  it  unveils  celestial  worlds, 

Where  deathless  pleasures  reign  ; 
And  bids  us  seek  our  portion  there, 
Nor  bids  us  seek  in  vain. 

214  (88)     (Coventry.)    (Cambridge.)     CM. 

1  TESUS  !  O  name  divinely  sweet ! 
fj    I  low  charming  is  the  sound  ! 
What  joyful  news,  what  heavenly  power 

In  thy  dear  name  is  found. 

2  Our  souls,  as  guilty  and  condemned, 

In  hopeless  fetters  lay — 
Our  souls  with  Qumerous  sins  depraved, 
To  death  and  hell  a  prey. 

3  Jesus,  to  purge  away  this  guilt, 

A  willing  victim  fell, 
And  on  his  cross  triumphant  broke 
The  bands  of  death  and  hell. 
114 


H  Y  jM^S"  s. 

215  (89)  {Coventry.)  C.  M. 

1  /HOME,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord, 
\J  And  raise  your  thoughts  above  ; 

Let  every  heart  and  voice  accord 
To  sing  that  "  God  is  love." 

2  This  precious  truth  his  word  declares, 

And  all  his  mercies  prove  ; 
Jesus,  the  gift  of  gifts  appears, 
To  show  that  "God  is  love." 

3  Behold  his  patience,  bearing  long 

With  those  who  from  him  rove  ; 
Till  mighty  grace  their  hearts  subdues, 
To  teach  them  —  "God  is  love." 

4  O  may  we  all,  while  pilgrims  here, 

This  best  of  blessings  prove  ; 

Till  warmer  hearts,  in  paradise, 

Proclaim  that  uGod  is  love." 

216  (89)  {Windsor.)  CM. 

1  FTHHAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
JL  Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste, 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 

And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Jesus,  thou  source  of  all  my  joys, 

Thou  ruler  of  my  heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  sound,  " Depart!" 

3  What !   to  be  banished  from  my  Lord  ; 

To  rocks  and  mountains  cry  ; 
And  yet  to  them  must  call  in  vain, 
For  who  his  wrath  can  fly  ? 

4  0  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 

To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  hi3  love. 
115 


HYMNS, 

217  (90)  {Liberty.)  C  M. 

1  FT1IIAT  glorious  day  is  drawing  nigh, 
!    When  Zion's  light  shall  come  ; 
She  shall  arise  and  shine  on  high, 

Bright  as  the  morning  sun. 

2  The  north  and  south  her  sons  resign, 

And  earth's  foundation  rend  ; 
A  bride  adorned,  Jerusalem, 
All  glorious  shall  descend. 

3  When  Zion's  bleeding,  conquering  King 

Shall  sin  and  death  destroy, 
The  morning  stars  shall  join  to  sing, 
And  Zion  shout  for  joy. 

4  Descending  with  sweet  melting  strains, 

Jehovah  they  adore  ; 
Such  shouts  through  earth's  extended  plains, 
Were  never  heard  before. 

5  Let  Satan  rage  and  boast  no  more, 

Nor  think  his  reign  is  long. 
Though  saints  are  feeble,  frail  and  poor, 
Their  coming  King  is  strong. 

6  A  thousand  years  shall  roll  around, 

The  church  shall  be  complete  ; 
Called  by  the  last  loud  trumpet's  sound, 
Their  Saviour's  face  to  meet. 

7  Witli  joy  they  meet  him  in  the  sky, 

Whom  here  their  souls  adored  ; 
And  in  a  world  where  none  shall  die, 
Live  ever  with  the  Lord. 

218  (91)       (Liberty.)  (Lanesboro.)      CM. 
l^lTTTni  my  whole  heart  I've  sought  thy  face, 

VV    O,  l*'t  me  never  stray 

From  thy  commands,  O  God  of  grace, 

Nor  tread  the  sinner's  way  ! 
no 


HYMN  S. 

2  Thy  word  I've  hid  within  my  heart, 

To  keep  my  conscience  clean, 
And  be  an  everlasting  guard 
From  every  rising  sin. 

3  I'm  a  companion  of  the  saints, 

Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord  ; 
My  sorrows  rise,  my  nature  faints, 
When  men  transgress  thy,  word. 

4  My  heart  with  sacred  rev'rence  hears 

The  threat'nings  of  thy  word ; 
My  flesh  with  holy  trembling  fears 
The  judgments  of  the  Lord. 

5  My  God,  I  long,  I  hope,  I  wait, 

For  thy  salvation  still ; 
Thy  holy  law  is  my  delight, 
And  I  obey  thy  will. 

219     (91)  (Laneshoro.)  C.  M. 

1  "TIARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 
Jj  I  haste  to  seek  thy  face  ; 

My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand, 

Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand ; 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 

3  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move, 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last,  expiring  day, 

I'll  bless  my  God  and  King ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 
117 


EC  Y  JVI  n  s . 

220  (92)  (Farnham.)  CM. 

1  CJOON  as  I  heard  my  Father  say, 
O  "Ye  children,  seek  my  grace  ;" 
My  heart  replied  without  delay, 

"  I'll  seek  my  Father's  face." 

2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me, 

Nor  frown  my  soul  away ; 
God  of  my  life  I  fly  to  thee, 
In  each  distressing  day. 

3  Should  friends  and  kindred,  near  and  dear, 

Leave  me  to  want  or  die, 
My  God  will  make  my  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  supply. 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints, 

And  keep  your  courage  up  ; 
He'll  raise  your  spirit  when  it  faints, 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

221  (92)  (Farnham.)  C.  M. 

1  f\  GLORIOUS  day  of  heavenly  rest ! 
\J  We  hail  each  sign  of  thee  ; 

With  eager  hearts  and  longing  eyes 

We  wait  thy  dawn  to  see. 
Those  gilded  rays  of  glory  bright, 

Resplendent  as  the  sun, 
Must  soon  to  every  eye  make  known 

The  holy  coming  One. 

2  With  cheerful  hope  and  earnest  prayer, 

Still  trusting  in  thy  word, 
We  long  to  sec  the  eastern  skies 

Reveal  thy  advent,  Lord. 
Then  would  our  waiting  souls  rejoice, 

Could  we  thy  lace  behold  ; 
In  ages  of  triumphant  bliss 

Our  joys  could  ne'er  be  told. 
J   J  118 


_ 


3  O,  blissful  day  of  promise  blest, 

We  loDg  to  share  thy  peace  ! 
When  pain  and  every  ill  shall  end, 

And  pleasures  never  cease  ; 
When  rapt'rous  joy,  like  holy  fire, 

Shall  swell  our  song  of  praise, 
And  every  wond'ring,  grateful  heart 

Extol  thy  work  of  grace. 

4  Redeemed  beyond  the  reach  of  sin, 

Victorious  o'er  the  grave, 
The  ransomed  shall  with  angel  tongues, 

Adore  thy  power  to  save. 
Thy  wondrous  love  shall  keep  each  heart 

In  sweetest  union  bound  ; 
And  naught  shall  ever  cause  a  tear, 

For  grief  will  ne'er  be  found. 

5  There  crowns  of  glory,  gemmed  with  light, 

The  gifts  from  Christ's  own  hand, 
Shall  every  princely  saint  adorn 

Within  the  promised  land. 
To  golden  lyres  each  voice  shall  tune 

An  anthem  sweet  and  long : 
"  To  Christ,  who  saved  us  by  his  blood, 

All  glory  shall  belong." 

222     (93)      (Farnham.)  {Contrition:)    C.  M. 

LORD  !  what'er  is  felt  or  feared, 
This  thought  is  our  repose, 
That  he,  by  whom  this  frame  was  reared, 
Its  various  weakness  knows. 


■o 


Thou  view'st  us  with  a  pitying  eye, 
While  struggling  with  our  load  ; 

In  pains  and  dangers  thou  art  nigh, 
Our  Father  and  our  God. 
119 


HYMN  S. 

223  (03)  {Contrition.)  CM. 

1  TTOW  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 
JJL  When  those  who  love  the  Lord 

In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfill  his  word ! 

2  O,  may  we  feel  each  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part ! 
May  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart ! 

3  Free  us  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride  ; 

Our  wishes  fix  above  ; 
May  each  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love. 

4  Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream, 

Through  every  bosom  flow, 
And  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
In  every  action  glow. 

224  (94)  {Conway.)  C.  M. 

1  /HOME,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 
\J  Up  to  the  courts  above, 

And  smile  to  see  our  Father  there, 
Upon  a  throne  of  love. 

2  Come,  let  us  bow  before  his  feet, 

And  venture  near  the  Lord  ; 
No  fiery  cherub  guards  his  seat, 
Nor  double  flaming  sword. 

3  The  peaceful  gates  of  heavenly  bliss 

Are  opened  by  the  Sou  ; 
High  lei  US  raise  our  notes  of  praise, 
And  reach  th'  almighty  throne, 

225  («}0  {Chopin.)  CM. 
1   JERUSALEM,  nay  glorious  home, 

J    Name  ever  dear  to  me, 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee? 
120 


HYMNS. 

2  When  shall  these  eyes  thy  heaven-built  walls 

And  pearly  gates  behold  ; 
Thy  bulwarks  with  salvation  strong, 
And  streets  of  shining  gold  ? 

3  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know  ; 
Blest  seats,  through  rude  and  stormy  scenes 
I  onward  press  to  you ! 

4  Jerusalem,  my  glorious  home, 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee  ; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  endv 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

226  (95)  (-Beo.)  CM. 

1  1  \ 7TTH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
V  V     Of  our  High  Priest  above  ; 

His  heart  o'erflows  with  tenderness, 
And  yearns  with  faithful  love. 

2  Touched  with  a  sympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame  ; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  has  felt  the  same. 

3  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 

Poured  out  his  cries  and  tears  ; 
And  still,  in  glory,  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

4  He'  11  never  quench  the  smoking  flax, 

But  raise  it  to  a  flame  ; 
The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 

227  (96)  (Peaceful  Best)  C.  M. 
1   rpHERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 

JL   To  mourning  wanderers  given  ; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast, 
'Tis  found  alone  in  heaven. 
121 


HYMNS. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven  ; 
When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise,  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear — 'tis  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  her  cheerful  eye, 

The  heart  no  longer  riven  ; 
And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  all  serene,  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers,  immortal,  bloom, 

And  joys  supreme  are  given  ; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom  ; 
Beyond  the  dark  and  narrow  tomb 

Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

228      (9G)  {Peaceful  Best.)  C.  M. 

1  TESUS,  our  hope,  our  life,  our  heaven, 

J    The  lingering  times  have  flown  ; 
To  thee  the  kingdom  now  is  given  ; 
Return  and  claim  thine  own. 

2  And,  as  we  wait,  along  the  skies 

Unearthly  glory  steals, 
And  our  glad  spirits  seem  to  rise, 
To  haste  thy  chariot  wheels. 

3  Although  they  seem  to  linger,  still 

Thy  retinue  on  high 
Is  marshalled,  and  awaits  the  will 
That  bids  their  myriads  fly, 

4  Then  we  will  wait,  nor  deem  too  long 

The  closing  hours  of  grace, 
lint  trim  our  lamps  with  cheerful  song, 
Till  we  shall  sec  thy  lace. 
122 


H  Y  M  :sr  s . 

2284-     (9~)       ( Whitmore  Lake.)  C.  M. 

1  TESUS,  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
fj    My  Savior  and  my  King, 

Triumphantly  thy  name  I  bless, 
Thy  conquering  name  I  sing. 

2  Thou,  Lord,  hast  magnified  thy  name, 

Thou  hast  maintained  thy  cause, 
And  I  enjoy  the  glorious  shame, 
The  scandal  of  thy  cross. 

3  Thou  gavest  me  to  speak  thy  word, 

In  the  appointed  hour  ; 
I  have  proclaimed  my  dying  Lord, 
And  felt  thy  Spirit's  power. 

4  Superior  to  my  foes  I  stood, 

Above  their  smile  or  frown  ; 

On  all  the  strangers  to  thy  blood 

With  pitying  love  look  down. 

5  O  let  me  have  thy  presence  still, 

Set  as  a  flint  my  face, 
To  show  the  counsel  of  thy  will, 
"Which  saves  a  world  by  grace  ! 

6  O  let  me  never  blush  to  own 

The  glorious  Gospel-word  ; 
Which  saves  a  world  through  faith  alone, 
Faith  in  a  dying  Lord ! 

229      (96)  (Peaceful  Best.)  C.  M. 

IAS  Jesus  died,  and  rose  again 

JjL  Victorious  from  the  dead  ; 

So  his  disciples  rise  and  reign 
With  their  triumphant  Head. 

2  The  time  draws  nigh,  when  from  the  clouds 
Christ  shall  with  shouts  descend  ; 
And  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 
The  heavens  and  earth  shall  rend. 
123 


H  Y  MIX  S. 

3  The  saints  of  God,  from  death  set  free, 
With  joy  shall  mount  on  high  ; 
The  heavenly  hosts,  with  praises  loud, 
Shall  meet  them  in  the  sky. 

1  Together  to  their  Father's  house 
With  joyful  hearts  they  go  ; 
And  dwell  forever  with  the  Lord, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  woe. 

2294      (°7)         (Whi< more  Lake.)  CM. 

1  "jl  FY  song  shall  always  be  of  him 
JjX  Who  gave  himself  for  me  ; 
Who  died  a  sinner  to  redeem, 

And  bled  upon  the  tree. 

2  I  never  can  his  love  forget, 

Who  suffered  for  my  good  ; 
His  wounded  head,  hands,  side,  and  feet, 
Poured  forth  the  sacred  ilood. 

3  Like  him,  on  earth,  I  wish  to  be, 

That,  when  he  doth  appear, 

I  may  rejoice  his  face  to  see, 
And  his  blest  voice  to  hear, 

4  For  time  to  come  I  would  fulfil 

The  wishes  of  my  Lord ; 
Ohey  his  precepts,  do  his  will, 
And  magnify  bis  word. 

230     (98)        (New-Jerusalem.)  CM. 

1  From  the  third  heaven  where  God  resides, 

Thai  holy,  happy  place, 
The  New  Jerusalem  comes  down, 
Adorned  with  shining  grace. 

2  Attending  angels  shout  for  joy. 

And  the  bright  armies  sing, — 
"Mortals,  behold  the  sacred  seat 
Oi'  pour  descending  King. 
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HYMNS. 

3  "  The  God  of  glory  down  to  men 

Removes  his  blest  abode  ; 
Men,  the  dear  objects  of  his  grace, 
And  he  the  loving  God. 

4  "  His  own  kind  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 

From  ever j  weeping  eye  ; 
And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  and  fears, 
And  death  itself,  shall  die." 

5  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  O  how  long 

Shall  this  bright  hour  delay? 
Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 

231      (")  {New- Jerusalem,)  C.  M. 

1  "JERUSALEM,  our  heavenly  home, 
O    Name  to  us  ever  dear, 

When  will  the  Saviour  come,  and  thou 
To  us,  his  saints,  appear? 

2  When  shall  these  eyes  thy  jasper  walls 

And  gates  of  pearl  survey  ; 
The  fabric  reared  on  precious  stones 
Of  every  brilliant  ray? 

3  Transparent  as  the  crystal  glass, 

And  formed  of  purest  gold  ; 
Perfection's  height  art  thou,  of  all 
That  man  can  e'er  behold. 

4  In  thee  the  myriads  of  the  saints 

Shall  in  one  song  unite, 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  see 
With  infinite  delight. 

5  0  when,  thou  city  of  our  God, 

Shalt  thou  for  us  descend, 
And  our  eternal  Sabbath  come, 
When  praise  shall  never  end? 
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HYMNS. 

232  (")  (Nazareth.)  C.  M. 

1  A  GAIX  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 
J\_  And  to  thy  courts  repair  ; 
Again  with  joyful  feet  we  come 

To  meet  our  Saviour  here. 

2  Within  these  walls  let  holy  peace, 

And  love,  and  concord,  dwell ; 
Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

3  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 

The  humble  mind,  bestow  ; 
And  shine  upon  us,  from  on  high, 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 

233  (")  (Nazareth.)  C.  M. 

1  T  IGIIT  of  the  world,  shine  on  our  souls, 
J_J  Thy  grace  to  us  afford ; 

And  while  we  meet  to  learn  thy  truth, 
Be  thou  our  teacher,  Lord. 

2  As  once  thou  didst  thy  word  expound 

To  those  that  walked  with  thee, 
So  teach  us,  Lord,  to  understand, 
And  its  blest  fulness  see  ; 

3  Its  richness,  sweetness,  power  and  depth, 

Its  holiness  discern  ; 
lis  joyful  news  of  saving  grace 
l>y  blest  experience  learn. 

4  Help  us  each  Other  to  assist; 

Thy  spirit  now  impart  ; 
Keep  humble,  but  with  love  inflame, 
To  thee  and  thine,  each  heart. 

5  Tli us  may  thy  word  be  dearer  still, 

And  studied  more,  each  day; 
And,  as  it  richly  dwells  within, 
Thyself  in  it  display. 
ViG 


EL  Y  M  IN"  S  . 

234     (10°)  {Meyer.)  CM. 

1  TESTIS,  I  love  thy  charming  name  ! 
J    'T  is  music  to  my  ear  ; 

Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud, 
That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 

2  Yes,  thou  ai.  precious  to  my  soul ! 

My  transport  and  my  trust ; 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish, 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet ; 
Nor  to  my  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Or  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  heart, 

And  shed  its  fragrance  there  ; 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

285      (101)  {Resurrection.)  C.  M. 

1  II  |~Y  faith  shall  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 
i.Vl  And  trample  on  the  tombs, 

My  Jesus,  my  Redeemer  lives, 

My  God,  my  Saviour  comes  • 
Ere  long  I  know  he  shall  appear, 

In  power  and  glory  great, 
And  death,  the  last  of  all  his  foes, 

Lie  vanquished  at  his  feet. 

2  Then  though  the  worms  my  flesh  devour, 

And  make  my  form  their  prey, 
I  know  I  shall  arise  with  power, 

On  the  last  judgment  day. 
When  God  shall  stand  upon  the  earth, 

Him  there  mine  eyes  shall  see, 
My  flesh  shall  feel  a  second  birth, 

And  ever  with  him  be. 
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HYMNS. 

8  Then  his  own  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 

From  every  weeping  eye, 
And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  and  fears 

Shall  cease  eternally. 
How  long,  dear  Saviour  !   O  how  long, 

Shall  this  bright  hour  delay, 

0  hasten  thy  appearance,  Lord, 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 

236  (102)        (Sounding  Joy.)  C.  M. 

1  T)  It  IDE  of  the  Lamb,  awake,  awake  ! 
_D  Why  sleep  for  sorrow  now  ? 

The  hope  of  glory,  Christ,  is  thine, 
A  child  of  glory,  thou. 

2  Thy  spirit  through  the  lonely  night, 

From  earthly  joy  apart, 
Hath  sighed  for  one  that's  far  away, 
The  Bridegroom  of  thy  heart. 

3  But  see,  the  night  is  waning  fast, 

The  breaking  morn  is  near  ; 
And  Jesus  comes,  with  voice  of  love, 
Thy  drooping  heart  to  cheer. 

4  He  comes,  for  O,  his  yearning  heart 

No  more  can  bear  delay, 
To  scenes  of  lull  unmingled  joy 
To  call  his  bride  away. 

5  This  earth,  the  scene  of  all  his  woe, 

A  homeless  wild  to  thee, 
Full  soon  upon  his  heavenly  throne 

Its  rightful  King  shall  see. 

237  (103)        (Soundimj  Joy.)  C.  1L 
1   ri^IIK  Lord  our  God  13  clothed  with  might; 

JL    The  winds  obey  his  will  ; 
He  speaks,  and  in  his  heavenly  height 

The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 
128 


2  Rebel,  ye  waves,  and  o'er  the  land 

With  threatening  aspect  roar  ! 
The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand, 
And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

3  Howl,  winds  of  night !  your  force  combine  , 

Without  his  high  behest 
Ye  shall  not,  in  the  mountain  pine, 
Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 

4  His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar  ; 

In  distant  peals  it  dies  ; 
He  yokes  the  whirlwinds  to  his  car, 
And  sweeps  the  howling  skies. 

5  Ye  nations,  bend  —  in  reverence  bend; 

Ye  monarchs  wait  his  nod, 
And  bid  the  choral  song  ascend 
To  celebrate  our  God. 

288  (103)  (Marlow.)  C.  M, 

1  TT\0  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 
JL   Awake  the  sacred  song  ! 

O  may  his  love  —  immortal  flame  ! 
Tune  every  heart  and  tongue. 

2  His  love,  what  mortal  thought  can  reach, 

What  mortal  tongue  display  ! 
Imagination's  utmost  stretch 
In  wonder  dies  away. 

3  Dear  Lord,  while  we  adoring  pay 

Our  humble  thanks  to  thee, 
May  every  heart  with  rapture  say, 
"  The  Saviour  died  for  me  ! " 

289  (103)  {Marlow.)  C.  M. 

1   /nOME,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God, 
\J  With  new  melodious  songs  ; 
Come,  render  to  almighty  grace 
The  tribute  of  your  tongues. 


HYMN  S. 

2  So  strange,  so  boundless  -was  the  love 

That  pitied  dying.men,  • 

The  Father  sent  his  only  Son 

To  give  them  life  again. 

3  Thy  hands,  dear  Jesus,  were  not  armed 

With  a  revenging  rod  ; 
No  hard  commission  to  perform, 
The  vengeance  of  a  God. 

4  But  all  was  mercy,  all  was  mild, 

And  wrath  forsook  the  throne, 
When  Christ  on  the  kind  errand  came, 
And  brought  salvation  down. 

5  See,  dearest  Lord,  our  willing  souls 

Accept  thine  offered  grace  ; 
We  bless  the  great  Redeemer's  love, 
And  give  the  Father  praise. 

240      (104)  {Jordan.)  C.  M. 

1  T)LUNGED  in  a  gulf  of  deep  despair, 
X    We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 

Or  spark  of  glimm'ring  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief ; 
He  saw,  and — O,  amazing  love  !  — 
He  flew  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  Beats  above 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled  ; 
Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 

And  dwelt  amODg  the  dead. 

4  O,  for  this  love,  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break) 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak ! 
130 


ely  M:sr  s. 

241  (105)  {Jordan.)  CM. 

1  f\  FOR  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
\J  The  great  Redeemer's  praise, 
The  glories  of  our  God  and  King, 

The  triumphs  of  his  grace  ! 

2  Jesus  !  the  name  that  soothes  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  sorrows  cease  ; 
'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears, 
5Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

3  He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin, 

And  sets  the  prisoners  free  ; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean  ; 
His  blood  availed  for  me. 

4  He  speaks — and,  list'ning  to  his  voice, 

New  life  the  dead  receive  ; 
The  broken,  contrite  hearts  rejoice  ; 
The  humble  poor  believe. 

242  (105)  (Jordan.)  CM. 

1  "I  1"Y  soul  shall  praise  thee,  O  my  God, 
J3l_  Through  all  my  mortal  days, 
And  in  eternity  prolong 

Thy  vast,  thy  boundless  praise. 

2  In  every  smiling,  happy  hour 

Be  this  my  sweet  employ  ; 
Thy  praise  refines  my  earthly  bliss, 
And  heightens  all  my  joy. 

3  When  anxious  grief  and  gloomy  care 

Afflict  my  throbbing  breast, 
My  tongue  shall  learn  to  speak  thy  praise, 
And  lull  each  pain  to  rest. 

4  Nor  shall  my  tongue  alone  proclaim 

The  honors  of  my  God  ; 
My  life  with  all  its  active  powers, 
Shall  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 
131 


HYMNS. 

24-3      (105)  (Colchester.)  C.  M. 

1  yVTIIAT  shall  I  render  to  my  God 

V  V     For  all  his  kindness  shown? 
My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints  who  fill  thy  house, 

My  offering  shall  be  paid  ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
My  soul  in  anguish  made. 

3  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are  ! 

How  great  th>  grace  to  me  ! 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

4  Now  I  am  thine,  forever  thine, 

Nor  shall  my  purpose  move  ; 
Thy  hand  hath  loosed  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

244      (105)  (Colchester.)  CM. 

1  r\  FOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 
\J  A  heart  from  sin  set  free  ; 

A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood, 
So  freely  spilt  lor  me  ; 

2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 

My  great  Redeemer's  throne  ; 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone; 

3  A  humble,  lowly,  contrite  heart) 

Believing,  \v\\i\  and  clean, 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  him  that  dwells  within  ; 

4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed, 

And  full  of  love  divine  ; 
Teiie*  i,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good, 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 

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245  (106)  (Canterbury-New,  or  "  Old  Mortality  J9) 

1  TT7TIY'  should  the  children  of  a  King 

V  V     Go  mourning  all  their  days? 
Great  Comforter,  descend,  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints, 

And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven  ? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins' forgiven  ? 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part, 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart, 
That  I'm  a  child  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come  ; 
And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
TTill  safe  convey  me  home. 

5  Why  should  the  children  of  a  King 

Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
Great  Comforter,  descend,  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

246  (107)  (Canterbury-New.)  C.  M. 

1  T  ET  songs  of  praises  fill  the  sky ! 
Jj  Christ,  our  ascended  Lord, 
Sends  down  his  Spirit  from  on  high, 

According  to  his  word. 

2  The  Spirit,  by  his  heavenly  breath, 

New  life  creates  within  : 
He  quickens  sinners  from  the  death 
Of  trespasses  and  sin. 

3  The  things  of  Christ  the  Spirit  takes, 

And  shows  them  unto  men  ; 
The  fallen  soul  his  temple  makes, 
God's  image  stamps  again. 
133 


HYMNS. 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  from  above, 
AVilli  thy  celestial  fire  : 
Come,  and  with  flame  of  zeal  and  love 
Our  hearts  and  tongues  inspire. 

247  (107)      (Canterbury-New.)  CM. 

1  r\  RE  AT  Spirit,  by  whose  mighty  power 
Or  All  creatures  live  and  move, 

On  us  thy  benediction  shower  ; 
Inspire  our  souls  with  love. 

2  Hail,  Source  of  light,  arise  and  shine  ; 

All  gloom  and  doubt  dispel : 
Give  peace  and  joy,  for  we  are  thine  ; 
In  us  forever  dwell. 

3  From  death  to  life  our  spirits  raise, 

And  full  redemption  bring  ; 
New  tongues  impart  to  speak  the  praise 
Of  Christ,  our  God  and  King. 

4  Thine  inward  witness  bear,  unknown 

To  all  the  world  beside  ; 
With  joy  we  then  shall  feel  and  own 
Our  Saviour  gloriiied. 

248  (107)      (Canterbury-New.)  C.  M. 

1  1TOW  helpless  guilty  nature  lies, 
XL  Unconscious  of  its  load  ! 

The  heart  unchanged  can  never  rise 
To  happiness  and  God. 

2  Can  aught,  beneath  a  power  divine, 

The  stubborn  will  subdue? 
*Tis  thine,  eternal  Spirit,  thine, 
To  form  the  heart  anew. 

3  T?is  thine,  the.  passions  to  recall, 

And  upwards  bid  them  rise; 
To  make  the  scabs  of  error  fall 
From  reason's  darkened  eyes. 
134 


H  Y  3YL3NT  S. 

4  To  chase  the  shades  of  death  away, 

And  bid  the  sinner  live  ; 
A  beam  of  heaven,  a  vital  raj, 
'T  is  thine  alone  to  give. 

5  0  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 

And  give  them  life  divine  ! 
Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  powers, 
Almighty  Lord,  be  thine. 

249  (107)        (Canterbury-New.)  CM. 

1  /~"10ME,  Holy  Spirit,  from  above, 
\J  With  thy  celestial  fire  ; 

Come,  and  with  flames  of  zeal  and  love 
Our  hearts  and  tongues  inspire. 

2  The  Spirit,  by  his  heavenly  breath, 

New  life  creates  within  ; 
He  quickens  sinners  from  the  death 
Of  trespasses  and  sin. 

3  The  things  of  Christ  the  Spirit  takes, 

And  to  our  hearts  reveals  ; 

Our  bodies  he  his  temple  makes, 

And  our  redemption  seals. 

250  (1Q8)  (Bedford.)  CM. 

1  TTOW  short  the  race  our  friend  has  run, 
XI  Cut  down  in  all  his  bloom  ; 

The  course  but  yesterday  begun, 
Now  finished  in  the  tomb. 

2  Thou  joyous  youth,  hence  learn  how  soon 

Thy  years  may  end  their  flight ; 

Long,  long  before  life's  brilliant  noon 

May  come  death's  gloomy  night. 

3  To  serve  thy  God  no  longer  wait, 

To-day  his  voice  regard  ; 
To-morrow,  mercy's  open  gate 
May  be  forever  barred. 
135 


H  Y  M  ^  S  . 

4  And  thus  the  Lord  reveals  his  grace, 
Thy  youthful  love  to  gain  ; 
The  soul  that  early  seeks  his  face 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain. 

251  (108)  (Bedford)  C.  M. 

1  rnilE  once  loved  form,  now  cold  and  dead, 
JL    Each  mournful  thought  employs  : 

And  nature  weeps  her  comforts  fled, 
And  withered  all  her  joys. 

2  But  wait  the  interposing  gloom, 

And  lo  !  stern  winter  Hies  ; 
And  dressed  in  beauty's  fairest  bloom, 
The  flowery  tribes  arise. 

3  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, 

When  what  we  now  deplore, 

Shall  rise  in  full  immortal  prime, 

And  bloom  to  fade  no  more. 

252  (108)  (Bedford.)  C.  M, 

1  CJEE,  gracious  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 

O  Thy  mourning  people  bend  ! 
'Tis  on  thy  sovereign  grace  alone, 
Our  humble  hopeb1  depend. 

2  Tremendous  judgments,  from  thy  hand, 

Thy  dreadful  powers  display ; 
Yet  mercy  spares  this  guilty  land, 
And  still  we  live  to  pray. 

3  How  changed,  alas  !   are  truths  divine, 

For  error,  guilt,  and  shame! 
What  impious  numbers,  hold  in  sin, 
Disgrace  the  Christian  name. 

4  O  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord, 

By  thy  resistless  grace  ; 
Then  shall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 
And  humbly  seek  thy  face.' 
136 


I 


n  Y  JNl  ^  s . 

5  Then,  should  insulting  foes  invade, 
We  shall  not  sink  in  fear  ; 
Secure  of  never  failing  aid, 
When  God,  our  God,  is  near. 

253  (108)  {Bedford,)  C.  M. 

1  /^OME,  let  us  all  adore  the  Lord, 
\j  Whose  judgments  yet  delay  ; 
Who  yet  suspends  the  lifted  sword, 

And  gives  us  time  to  pray. 

2  Great  is  our  guilt,  our  fears  are  great, 

But  let  us  not  despair  ; 
Still  open  is  the  mercy-seat 
To  penitence  and  prayer. 

3  Kind  Intercessor,  to  thy  love 

This  blessed  hope  we  owe : 
0  let  thy  mercies  plead  above, 
While  we  implore  below. 

4  Though  justice  near  thy  awful  throne 

Attends  thy  dread  command, 
Lord,  hear  thy  servants,  hear  thy  Son, 
And  save  a  guilty  land. 

254  (109)  {Carver.)  CM. 

1  I I7TTII  sacred  joy  we  lift  our  eyes 
V  V     To  those  bright  realms  above, 

That  glorious  temple  in  the  skies, 
Where  dwells  eternal  love. 

2  Before  the  awful  throne  we  bow 

Of  heaven's  Almighty  King  : 
Here  we  present  the  solemn  vow, 
And  hymns  of  praise  we  sing. 

3  Thee  we  adore  ;  and,  Lord,  to  thee 

Our  filial  duty  pay  ; 
Thy  service,  unconstrained  and  free, 
Conducts  to  endless  day. 
137 


h  y  :vi  n  s . 

4  While  in  thy  house  of  prayer  we  kneel, 

With  trust  and  holy  fear, 
Thy  mercy  and  thy  truth  reveal, 
And  lend  a  gracious  ear. 

5  With  fervor  teach  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  tune  our  lips  to  sing ; 
Nor  from  thy  presence  cast  away 
The  sacrifice  we  bring. 

255  (110)         {Land  of  Rest.)  CM. 

1  f\  !  LAND  of  rest,  for  thee  I  sigh, 
\J  When  will  the  moment  come, 
When  I  shall  lay  my  armor  by, 

And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home. 

2  No  tranquil  joys  on  earth  I  know, 

No  peaceful,  shelt'ring  dome  ; 
This  world's  a  wilderness  of  woe, 
This  world  is  not  my  home. 

3  To  Jesus  Christ  I  sought  for  rest, 

He  bade  me  cease  to  roam ; 

And  fly  for  refuge  to  his  breast, 

And  he'd  conduct  me  home. 

4  Weary  of  wand'ring  round  and  round 

This  vale  of  sin  and  gloom  ; 
I  long  to  leave  th'  unhallowed  ground, 
And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home. 

256  (n0)  {Land  of  Best.)  CM. 

1  IHTAIIK!  listen  to  the  trumpeters, 
XI  They  call  for  volunteers  ; 

On  Zion's  bright  and  ilowery  mount 
Behold  the  o  Hi  errs  ! 

2  Their  horses  white,  their  armor's  bright, 

With  courage  bold  they  stand, 
Enlisting  soldiers  for  their  King, 
To  ma?  ;h  to  Canaan's  land. 
138 


h  y  :ivx:n-  s. 

3  To  see  our  armies  on  parade, 

How  martial  they  appear  ; 
All  armed  and  dressed  in  uniform, 
They  look  like  men  of  war. 

4  We  want  no  cowards  in  our  bands, 

That  will  our  colors  fly  ; 
We  call  for  valiant-hearted  men, 
Who're  not  afraid  to  die. 

5  Sinners,  enlist  with  Jesus  Christ, 

Th'  eternal  Son  of  God  ; 
And  march  with  us  to  Canaan's  land, 
Beyond  the  swelling  flood. 

6  There  on  a  green  and  flowery  mount, 

Where  fruits  immortal  grow  ; 
With  angels  all  arrayed  in  white, 
We  our  Redeemer  know. 

257  (HO)   {Land  of  Best.)  {Old  Ninety-Fifth.) 

1  rpHERE  is  a  place  of  waveless  rest, 
X   Beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 
Where  beauty  smiles  eternally, 

And  nought  of  gloom  appears. 

2  My  Father's  house,  my  heavenly  home, 

Where  many  mansions  stand, 
Prepared  by  hands  divine,  for  all 
Who  seek  the  better  land. 

3  When  tossed  upon  the  waves  of  life, 

With  fear  on  every  side  — 
When  fiercely  howls  the  gathering  storm, 
And  foams  the  angry  tide  ; 

4  Beyocd  the  storm,  beyond  the  gloom, 

Breaks  forth  the  light  of  morn, 
Bright  beaming  from  my  Father's  house, 
To  <  heer  the  soul  forlorn. 
139 


5  In  that  pure  home  of  tearless  joy, 

Earth's  parted  friends  shall  meet 
With  smiles  of  love  that  never  fade, 
And  blessedness  complete  ; 

6  There,  there  adieus  are  sounds  unknown, 

Deatli  frowns  not  in  that  scene, 
But  life  and  glorious  beauty  shine, 
Untroubled  and  serene. 

258  (HI)      {Old  Ninety-Fifth.)  C.  M. 

1  A  RISE  and  shine,  O  Zion  fair  ! 
1JL  Behold  thy  light  is  come  ; 

Thy  glorious  conq'ring  King  is  near, 
To  take  his  exiles  home. 

2  The  trumpet  sounding  through  the  sky 

Will  set  the  captives  free  ; 
The  day  of  wonders  now  is  nigh  — 
The  year  of  Jubilee. 

3  Arise,  ye  nations  under  ground, 

Before  the  Judge  appear  ; 
All  tongues,  all  languages,  shall  come, 
Their  final  doom  to  hear. 

4  King  Jesus  on  his  azure  throne, 

Ten  thousand  angels  round  ; 
While  Gabriel,  with  his  awful  trump, 
Echoes  the  dreadful  sound. 

5  The  glorious  news  of  gospel  grace 

With  sinners  then  is  o'er; 
The  gospel  trumpet  now  is  still, 
And  will  be  blown  no  more. 

259  ( 1 1 ] )      ( Old  Ninety-Fifth.)  C.  M. 
1    rpHE  time  draws  nigh,  when  from  the  clouds 

JL   Christ  shall  with  shouts  descend; 
And  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 
The  heavens  and  earth  shall  rend. 
HO 


n  y  :m:n"  s. 

2  Then  they  who  live  shall  changed  be, 

And  they  who  sleep  shall  wake  ; 
The  graves  shall  yield  their  ancient  charge  ; 
"While  earth's  foundations  shake. 

3  The  saints  of  God,  from  death  set  free, 

With  joy  shall  mount  on  high  ; 
The  heavenly  hosts,  with  praises  loud, 
Shall  meet  them  in  the  sky. 

4  A  few  short  years  of  exile  past, 

"We  reach  the  happy  shore  ; 
"Where  death-divided  friends,  at  last, 
Shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

260      (112)         {Lowell  Street.)  C.  M. 

1  C\  THOU  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 
V_7  I  lift  my  heart  to  thee  ; 

In  all  my  trials,  conflicts,  woes, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  "When  groaning  o'er  my  burdened  heart 

My  sins  lie  heavily  ; 
My  pardon  speak,  new  peace  impart ; 
In  love  remember  me. 

3  If  on  my  face,  for  thy  dear  name, 

Shame  and  reproaches  be, 
I'll  hail  reproach,  and  welcome  shame, 
If  thou  remember  me. 

4  If  sickness  sore  should  overtake, 

And  pain  my  portion  be, 
Then,  Saviour,  for  thy  mercy's  sake 
I  pray  remember  me. 

5  And  when  the  trumpet's  dreadful  sound 

Shakes  heaven,  and  earth,  and  sea, 
And  thy  dead  saints  rise  from  the  ground, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 
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K  Y  M  1ST  S  . 

261  (H2)        (ZowcB  Sfcree*.)  C.  M. 

1  T  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 
JL  And  ever  prays  for  me  ; 

A  token  of  bis  love  lie  gives, 
A  pledge  of  liberty. 

2  I  find  him  lifting  up  my  head, 

He  brings  salvation  near  ; 
His  presence  makes  me  free  indeed, 
And  he  will  soon  appear. 

3  He  wills  that  I  should  holy  be  ! 

Who  can  withstand  his  will? 
The  counsel  of  his  grace  in  me 
He  surely  shall  fulfil. 

4  Jesus,  I  hang  upon  thy  word  ; 

I  steadfastly  believe 
Thou  wilt  return,  and  claim  me,  Lord, 
And  to  thyself  receive. 

262  (113)  (Colby.)  cm. 

1  TIOREVER  here  my  rest  shall  be, 
_L     Close  to  thy  bleeding  side  ; 

'  Tis  all  my  hope  and  all  my  plea, 

For  me  the  Saviour  died. 
My  dying  Saviour  and  my  God, 

Fountain  for  guilt  and  Bin, 
Sprinkle  me  ever  with  thy  blood, 

O  cleanse  and  keep  me  clean. 

2  Wash  me,  and  make  me  thus  thine  own, 

Wash  me,  and  mine  thou  art ; 
Wash  me,  bul  no1  my  feel  aione  — 

My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart. 
Th'  atonement  of  thy  blood  apply, 

Till  faith  to  sight  improve; 
Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die  ; 

And  all  my  soul  be  love. 
J  142 


HYMNS. 

263  (114)  (Winsteacl.)  S.  M. 

1  r\  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 
\J  His  grace  to  thee  proclaim  ; 
And  all  that  is  within  me  join 

To  bless  his  holy  name. 

2  0?  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

His  mercies  bear  in  mind ; 
Forget  not  all  his  benefits  ; 
The  Lord  to  thee  is  kind. 

3  He  will  not  always  chide  ; 

He  will  with  patience  wait ; 
His  wrath  is  ever  slow  to  rise, 
And  ready  to  abate. 

4  The  Lord  forgives  thy  sins, 

Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath  ; 
He  healeth  thy  infirmities, 

And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 

5  He  clothes  thee  with  his  love, 

Upholds  thee  with  his  truth, 
And  like  the  eagle  he  renews 
The  vigor  of  thy  youth. 

6  Then  bless  his  holy  name, 

Whose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole, 
Whose  loving-kindness  crowns  thy  days  ; 
O,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

264  (114)  (Winstead.)  S.  M. 

1  "]\T"Y  God,  my  Life,  my  Love, 
111  To  Thee,  to  Thee  I  call ; 
I  cannot  live,  if  Thou  remove, 

For  Thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  To  Thee,  and  Thee  alone, 

The  angels  owe  their  bliss  ; 
They  sit  around  Thy  gracious  throne, 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 
143 


HYMNS. 

3  Not  all  the  harps  above 

Can  make  a  heavenly  place, 
If  God  His  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  His  face. 

4  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky. 

Can  one  delight  aiibrd, 
No,  not  a  drop  of  real  joy, 
Without  Thy  presence,  Lord. 

5  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love, 

W  here  all  my  pleasures  roll ; 
The  circle  where  my  passions  move, 
And  centre  of  my  soul. 

265     O1^)  (Winstead.)  S.  M, 

1  l^EIIOLD,  what  wondrous  grace 
Ay  The  Father  has  bestowed 

On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  God ! 

2  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  must  be  made  ; 
But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 

3  A  hope  so  much  divine 

May  trials  well  endure  ; 
May  purify  oar  .Mails  from  sin, 
As  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  pure. 

4  If  in  my  Father's  love 

I  share  a  filial  part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  dove, 
To  rest  upon  my  heart. 

5  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Jake  slaves  beneath  the  throne; 
Our  faith  shall  "Abba,  Father,"  cry, 

And  Thou  the  kindred  own. 

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HYMJST  s. 

266  (115)  (Boyhton.)  S.  M. 
1IXXERS,  the  call  obey, 

The  latest  call  of  grace  ; 
The  day  is  come,  the  vengeful  day 
Of  a  devoted  race. 

2  To  shelter  the  distressed 

He  did  the  cross  endure  ; 

Enter  into  the  clefts,  and  rest 

In  Jesus'  wounds  secure. 

3  Jesus,  to  thee  we  fly 

From  the  devouring  sword  ; 
Our  city  of  defence  is  nigh, 
Our  help  is  in  the  Lord. 

4  Or  if  the  scourge  o'erflow, 

And  laugh  at  innocence, 
Thine  everlasting  arms,  we  know, 
Shall  be  our  sure  defence. 

267  (H5)  {Boyhton.)  S.  M. 

1  /^lOME  to  the  house  of  prayer, 
\J  O  thou  afflicted,  come  ! 

The  God  of  peace  shall  meet  thee  there ; 
He  makes  that  house  his  home. 

2  Come  to  the  house  of  praise, 

Ye  who  are  happy  now  ; 
In  sweet  accord  your  voices  raise, 
In  kindred  homage  bow. 

3  Ye  aged,  hither  come, 

For  ye  have  felt  his  love  ; 
Soon  may  your  trembling  tongues  be  dumb, 
Your  lips  forget  to  move. 

4  Ye  young,  before  his  throne, 

Come,  bow  ;  your  voices  raise  ; 
Let  not  your  hearts  his  praise  disown, 
Who  gives  the  power  to  praise. 
145 


T 


hymist  s. 

2^8      (115)  (Boyhton.)  S.M. 

[~N  expectation  sweet, 
We'll  wait,  and  sing,  and  pray, 
Till  Christ's  triumphal  car  we  meet, 
And  see  an  endless  day. 

2  He  comes,  the  Conq'ror  comesj 

Death  falls  beneath  his  sword  ; 
The  joyful  pris'ners  burst  the  tombs, 
And  rise  to  meet  their  Lord. 

3  The  trumpet  sounds,  u  Awake  ! 

Ye  dead,  to  judgment  come  !  " 
The  pillars  of  creation  shake, 
While  man  receives  his  doom. 

4  Thrice  happy  morn  for  those 

Who  love  the  ways  of  peace  ! 
No  night  of  sorrow  e'er  shall  close, 
Or  shade  their  perfect  bliss. 

269      (115)  (Boyhton.)  S.  M. 

1  OOLDIERS  of  Christ,  arise, 
O  And  put  your  armor  on, 

Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies 

Through  his  eternal  Son ; 
Strong  in  the  Lord  of  Hosts, 

And  in  his  mighty  power ; 
Who  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts, 

Is  more  than  conqueror. 

2  Stand  then  in  his  great  might, 

With  all  his  strength  endued ; 

lint  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  light, 

The  panoply  of  God; 
That   ha\  ing  all  things  done, 

And  all  your  Conflicts  past, 

Ye  may  overcome,  through  Christ  alone, 
And  stand  entire  at  last. 
146 


270  (H6)  (America.)  S.  M. 

1  A  WAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
jLJL  Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ! 

.    "Wake  every  lieart  and  every  tongue 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love  — 

Sing  of  his  rising  power — - 

Sing  how  he  intercedes  above 

For  us,  whose  sins  he  bore. 

3  Sing,  till  we  feel  our  heart 

Ascending  with  our  tongue  ; 

Sing,  till  the  love  of  sin  depart, 

And  grace  inspire  our  song. 

4  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way, 

Ye  ransomed  sinners,  sing ; 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day, 
In  Christ  th'  eternal  King. 

5  Soon  shall  we  hear  him  say,  — 

"  Ye  blessed  children,  come  ! " 
Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 
To  our  eternal  home. 

6  There  shall  our  raptured  tongue 

His  endless  praise  proclaim  ; 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ! 

271  (116)  (America.)  S.  M. 

1  /^YUR  heavenly  Father,  hear 
\J  The  prayer  we  offer  now  :  — 
Thy  name  be  hallowed  far  and  near, 

To  thee  all  nations  bow. 

2  Thy  kingdom  come  ;  thy  will 

On  earth  be  done  in  love, 
As  saints  and  seraphim  fulfil 
Thy  perfect  law  above. 
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HYMNS. 

3  Our  daily  bread  supply, 

While  by  thy  -word  we  live, 
The  guilt  of  our  iniquity 
Forgive,  as  we  forgive. 

4  From  dark  temptation's  power, 

From  Satan's  wiles,  defend  ; 
Deliver  in  the  evil  hour, 
And  guide  us  to  the  end. 

5  Thine,  then,  forever  be 

Glory  and  power  divine  ; 
The  sceptre,  throne,  and  majesty, 
Of  heaven  and  earth  are  thine. 

272      (117)  (America.)  S.  M. 

1  rpO-MORROW,  Lord,  is  thine, 
_L   Lodged  in  thy  sovereign  hand  ; 
And,  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 

It  shines  by  thy  command. 

2  The  present  moment  flies, 

And  bears  our  life  away  ; 
O  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day. 

3  Since  on  this  winged  hour, 

Eternity  is  hung, 
Waken  by  thine  almighty  power 
The  aged  and  the  young. 

4  One  thing  demands  our  care  ; 

O,  be  it  still  pursued  — 
Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair, 
Should  never  be  renewed. 

5  To  Jesus  may  we  fly 

Swift  as  the  morning  light, 

Lest  life's  young  golden  beam  should  die 
In  sudden,  endless  night. 
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HYMN S  . 

273  (117)      {America.)  (St.  Thomas.)      S.  M 

1  11  TY  God,  permit  my  tongue 
_1VJL  This  joy,  —  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
And  let  my  early  cries  prevail 

To  taste  thy  love  divine. 

2  For  life,  without  thy  love, 

No  relish  can  afford  ; 
No  joy  can  be  compared  with  this,  — 
To  serve  and  please  the  Lord. 

3  In  wakeful  hours  of  night, 

I  call  my  God  to  mind  ; 
I  think  how  wise  thy  counsels  are, 
And  all  thy  dealings  kind. 

4  Since  thou  hast  been  my  help, 

To  thee  my  spirit  flies  ; 
And  on  thy  watchful  providence 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 

5  The  shadow  of  thy  wings 

My  soul  in  safety  keeps  ; 
I  follow  where  my  Father  leads, 
And  he  supports  my  step3. 

274  (117)  (St.  Thomas.)  S.  M. 

1  TT7TTH  willing  hearts  we  tread 

V  V     The  path  the  Saviour  trod  ; 
We  love  th'  example  of  our  Head, 
The  glorious  Lamb  of  God. 

2  On  thee,  on  thee  alone, 

Our  hope  and  faith  rely  ; 
O  thou  who  didst  for  sin  atone, 
Who  didst  for  sinners  die  ! 

3  We  trust  thy  sacrifice  ; 

To  thy  dear  cross  Ave  flee  ; 
O,  may  we  die  to  sin,  and  rise 
To  life  and  bliss  in  thee  ! 
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HYMNS. 

275  (118)  {Hatfield,)  S.  M. 

1  T  ORD,  what  a  feeble  piece 
JU  Is  this  our  mortal  frame  ! 
Our  life,  —  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis, 

That  scarce  deserves  the  name ! 

2  Our  moments  fly  apace, 

Our  feeble  powers  decay  ; 
Swift  as  a  flood,  our  hasty  days, 
Are  sweeping  us  away. 

3  Then,  if  our  days  must  fly, 

We'll  keep  their  end  in  sight ; 
We'll  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  way, 
And  let  them  speed  their  flight. 

4  They'll  waft  us  sooner  o'er 

This  life's  tempestuous  sea  ; 
Soon  shall  we  reach  the  peaceful  shore 
Of  blest  eternity. 

276  (US)  {Boston.)  S.  M. 

1  A  ND  can  I  yet  delay 
ijL  My  little  all  to  give? 

To  tear  myself  from  earth  away 
For  Jesus  to  receive  ? 

2  Though  late,  I  all  forsake  ; 

My  friends,  my  all,  resign  ; 
Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  O  take, 
And  seal  me  ever  thine. 

S  Come,  and  possess  me  whole, 
Nor  hence  again  remove  ; 
Settle  and  fix  my  wavering  soul 
With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 

4  My  one  desire  be  this, — 
Thy  only  love  to  know  ; 
To  seek  and  taste  no  Other  bliss, — 
No  other  good  below, 
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277  (119)  {Ayleslury.)  S.  M. 

1  QHALL  we  go  on  to  sin, 

O  Because  thy  grace  abounds  ? 
Or  crucify  the  Lord  again, 
And  open  all  his  wounds  ? 

2  0  come  and  dwell  in  me, 

Spirit  of  power  within  ; 
And  bring  the  glorious  liberty 
From  sorrow,  fear  and  sin ! 

3  I  want  the  witness,  Lord, 

That  all  I  do  is  right ; 
According  to  thy  will  and  word, 
Well  pleasing  in  thy  sight. 

278  (119)  {Ayleslury.)  S.  M. 

1  TTOW  tender  is  thy  hand, 

XX  O  thou  most  gracious  Lord  ! 
Afflictions  come  at  thy  command, 
And  leave  us  at  thy  word ! 

2  How  gentle  was  the  rod 

That  chastened  us  for  sin  ! 
How  soon  we  found  a  smiling  God 
Where  deep  distress  had  been  ! 

3  A  Father's  hand  we  felt, 

A  Father's  heart  we  knew ; 
'Mid  tears  of  penitence  we  knelt, 
And  found  his  word  was  true. 

4  Now  we  will  bless  the  Lord,  i 

And  in  his  strength  confide  ; 
Forever  be  his  name  adored, 
For  there  is  none  beside. 

279  (n9)  {Ayleslury.)  S.  M. 
1     A  ND  must  this  body  die  ; 

xL  This  mortal  frame  decay? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mouldering  in  the  clay  ? 
Vol 


EC  YMNS. 

2  God,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 

And  often  from  the  skies 
Looks  down,  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

3  Arrayed  in  glorious  grace, 

Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine, 
And  every  shape,  and  every  face, 
Look  heavenly  and  divine. 

4  These  lively  hopes  Ave  owe 

To  Jesus'  dying  love  ; 
We  would  adore  his  grace  below. 
And  all  his  mercy  prove. 

5  Dear  Lord  !  accept  the  praise 

Of  these  our  humble  songs, 
Till  tunes  of  nobler  sound  we  raise 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 

280  (119)      (Aylesbury.)   (Hatfield.)     S.  M. 

1  /"YUR  few  revolving  years, 

\J  How  swift  they  glide  away  ; 
How  short  the  term  of  life  appears 
When  past  —  but  as  a  day  !  — 

2  A  dark  and  cloudy  day, 

Clouded  by  grief  and  sin  ; 
A  host  of  enemies  without, 
Distressing  fears  within. 

$  Lord,  through  another  year 
If  thou  permit  our  stay, 
Willi  diligence  may  we  pursue 
The  true  and  living  way. 

281  (120)  (The  Dawn.)  3.  M. 
1   TIUIE  night  is  past  and  gone, 

JL    The  evening  shades  are  (led; 
O  may  cadi  morning  bring  to  mind 
Our  rising  from  the  dead  ! 
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H  Y  MNS. 

2  We  put  onr  garments  on, 

Our  labor  to  pursue  ; 
So  in  the  resurrection  morn 
Saints  shall  be  clothed  anew. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  day, 

Support  us  by  thine  arm  ; 
May  angels  guard  us  on  our  way, 
Secure  from  every  harm. 

4  Now  may  we  all  as  one 

The  Christian  course  pursue  ; 
And  with  new  strength  and  courage  run 
To  win  the  prize  in  view. 

5  And  when  our  nights  are  past, 

And  time  bears  us  away, 
May  we  possess  a  crown  of  life 
In  an  eternal  day. 

282  (121)  (Olmutz.)  S.  M. 

1  TVTOW  is  th'  accepted  time, 
1_\    Now  is  the  day  of  grace  ; 
Now,  sinners,  come,  without  delay, 

And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

The  Saviour  calls  to-day  : 
To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late, 
Then  why  should  you  delay? 

3  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

The  gospel  bids  you  come  ; 

And  every  promise  in  his  word 

Declares  there  yet  is  room. 

283  (121)  (Olmutz.)  S.  M. 
1    /^\NCE  more,  before  we  part, 

\J  O,  bless  the  Saviour's  name  : 
Let  every  tongue  and  every  heart 
Adore  and  praise  the  same. 
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H  Y  MINTS. 

2  Lord,  in  thy  grace  we  came, 

That  blessing  still  impart ; 
We  meet  in  Jesns'  sacred  name, 
In  Jesus'  name  we  part. 

3  Still  on  thy  holy  word 

We'll  live,  and  feed,  and  grow, 
And  still  go  on  to  know  the  Lord, 
And  practise  what  we  know. 

4  Now,  Lord,  before  we  part, 

Help  us  to  bless  thy  name  ; 

Let  every  tongue  and  every  heart 

Adore  and  praise  the  same. 

284  (l^l)  (Olmutz.)  S.  M. 

1  f\  LORD,  thy  work  revive, 
\J  In  Z ion's  gloomy  hour  ; 
And  let  our  dying  graces  live 

By  thy  restoring  power  ! 

2  0  let  thy  chosen  few 

Awake  to  earnest  prayer ; 
Their  sacred  vows  again  renew, 
And  walk  in  filial  fear  ! 

3  Thy  Spirit  then  will  speak 

Through  lips  of  feeble  clay, 
Till  hearts  of  adamant  shall  break, 
Till  rebels  shall  obey. 

4  Now  lend  thy  gracious  ear  ; 

Now  Listen  to  our  rvy  ; 
O,  come,  and  bring  salvation  near! 
Our  souls  on  thee  rely. 

285  C1^1)  (Olmutz.)  S.  M 
1   T  QUI),  help  us  to  insure 

Jj  A  lot  among  the  blest, 
And  watch  a  moment  to  secure 
A*u  iverlasting  resti 

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2  To  damp  our  earthly  joys, 

T'  increase  our  gracious  fears, 
Forever  let  the  angel's  voice 
Be  sounding  in  our  ears  — 

3  The  solemn  midnight  cry, 

"  Ye  dead,  the  Judge  is  come  ! 
Arise  and  meet  him  in  the  sky, 
And  meet  your  instant  doom  ! " 

4  0  may  we  thus  be  found 

Obedient  to  thy  word, 
Attentive  to  the  trumpet's  sound 
And  looking  for  our  Lord ! 

286     (122)      {Forever  with  the  Lord.)      S.  M. 

1  TjlOREVER  with  the  Lord  ! " 
JO    Amen,  so  let  it  be  ; 

Life  for  the  dead  is  in  that  word, 

'Tis  immortality. 
Here  'neath  the  cross  I'm  bent, 

And  absent  from  him  roam  ; 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 

A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

2  My  Father's  house  on  high, 

Home  of  the  blest,  how  near 
At  times,  to  faith's  aspiring  eye, 

Thy  golden  gates  appear  ! 
Ah,  then  my  spirit  faints, 

To  reach  the  land  I  love  ; 
The  bright  inheritance  of  saints, 

The  city  from  above. 

3  Yet  doubts  still  intervene, 

And  all  my  comfort  flies  ; 
Like  Noah's  dove,  I  flit  between 
Rough  seas  and  stormy  skies. 
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H  Y  ]YI  INT  S  . 

Anon  the  clouds  depart, 

The  winds  and  waters  cease  ; 

While  sweetly  o'er  my  gladdened  heart 
Expands  the  bow  of  peace. 

287  (123)  {Forever  with  the  Lord.)  (Golden  Hill.) 

1  TT71TII  Jesus  in  our  midst 

V  V     We  gather  round  the  board  ; 
Though  many,  we  are  one  in  Christ, 
One  bod}  in  the  Lord. 

2  Our  sins  were  laid  on  him, 

When  bruised  on  Calvary  ; 
For  us  he  died  and  rose  again, 
A  pledge  of  victory. 

3  Faith  eats  the  bread  of  life, 

And  drinks  the  living  wine  ; 
Thus  we,  in  love  together  knit, 
On  Jesus'  breast  recline. 

4  Soon  shall  the  night  be  goue, 

And  we  with  Jesus  reign  ; 
The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb 
Shall  banish  every  pain. 

288  (123)  {Golden  Hill)  S.  M. 

1  TESUS  invites  his  saints 

fj    To  meet  around  his  board  — 
Here  pardoned  sinners  meet  and  hold 
Communion  with  their  Lord. 

2  Here  we  survey  that  love 

Which  spoke  in  every  breath  ; 
Which  crowned  each  action  of  his  life, 
And  triumphed  in  his  death. 

3  Here  let  onr  powers  unite 

His  glorious  name  to  raise  ; 
And  holy  joy  fill  every  mind, 
And  every  voice  he  praise. 
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289  (124)  {ShawmuL)  S.  M. 

1  SUBMISSIVELY,  my  God, 
O  I  all  to  thee  resign, 

And  bow  before  thy  chast'ning  rod ; 
Nor  will  I,  Lord,  repine. 

2  Why  should  my  heart  complain, 

When  wisdom,  truth,  and  love, 
Direct  the  stroke,  inflict  the  pain, 
And  point  to  thee  above  ? 

3  How  short  my  sufferings  here  ; 

How  needful  every  cross  : 
Away  with  doubt,  distrust,  and  fear, 
Nor  call  my  gain  my  loss. 

4  Then  give  or  take  away, 

I'll  bless  thy  sacred  Name  ; 
Jesus  to-day,  and  yesterday, 
And  ever,  is  the  same. 

290  (124)  {ShawmuL)  S.  M. 

1  ~jl  FY  soul !  repeat  his  praise 
J3x  Whose  mercies  are  so  great ; 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 

So  ready  to  abate. 

2  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 

Above  the  ground  we  tread ; 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

3  His  power  subdues  our  sins  ; 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

4  The  pity  of  the  Lord, 

To  those  who  fear  his  name, 
Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel ; 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 
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HYMNS. 

5  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower  ; 
If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

6  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 

To  endless  years  endure  ; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 

291     (124)  (Shawmut.)  S.  M. 

1  /^1 IVE  to  the  winds  thy  fears  ; 
vX  Hope,  and  be  undismayed  ; 

God  hears  thy  sighs  and  counts  thy  tears ; 

God  shall  lift  up  thy  head  ; 
Through  waves,  and  clouds,  and  storms, 

He  gently  clears  thy  way  ; 
Wait  thou  his  time,  so  shall  this  night 

Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

2  Still  heavy  is  thy  heart? 

Still  sink  thy  spirits  down  ? 
Cast  off  the  weight  —  let  fear  depart, 

And  every  care  be  gone. 
What  though  thou  rulest  not? 

Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell, 
Proclaim,  —  God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 

And  ruleth  all  things  well. 

3  Leave  to  his  sovereign  sway 

To  choose  and  to  command  ; 
So  shalt  thou,  wondering,  own  his  way, 

How  wise,  how  strong  his  hand! 
Far,  far  above  thy  thought 

His  counsel  shall  appear, 
When  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought 

That  caused  thy  needless  fear. 

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HYMNS. 

292  (125)  (LaJce  Enon.)  S.  M. 

1  1 1 7HILE  my  Redeemer's  near, 

V  V    My  Shepherd,  and  my  Guide, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear  ; 
My  wants  are  well  supplied. 

2  To  ever  fragrant  meads, 

"Where  rich  abundance  grows, 

His  gracious  hand  indulgent  leads, 

And  guards  my  sweet  repose. 

3  Dear  Shepherd,  if  I  stray, 

My  wand'ring  feet  restore  ; 
And  guard  me  with  thy  watchful  eye, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

293  (125)  {Dennis.)  S.  M. 

1  T)LEST  are  the  meek,"  he  said, 
J3  Whose  doctrine  is  divine  ; 

The  humble  minds  earth  shall  possess  ; 
And  brightly  there  shall  shine. 

2  While  on  this  earth  they  stay, 

Calm  peace  with  them  shall  dwell ; 
And  cheerful  hope  and  heavenly  joy 
Beyond  what  tongue  can  tell. 

3  The  God  of  peace  is  theirs  ; 

They  own  his  gracious  sway ; 
And  yielding  all  their  wills  to  him, 
His  sov'reign  laws  obey. 

4  No  angry  passions  move, 

No  envy  fires  the  breast ; 
The  prospect  of  eternal  peace 
Bids  every  trouble  rest. 

5  O  gracious  Father,  grant 

That  we  this  influence  feel, 
That  all  we  hope,  or  wish,  may  be 
Subjected  to  thy  will. 
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H  Y  M  IS-  S  . 

294  (126)         (TFafcAwan.)  S.  M. 

1  T  IKE  sheep  we  went  astray, 
_Lj  And  broke  the  fold  of  God  ; 
Each  wand'ring  iu  a  different  way, 

But  all  the  downward  road. 

2  How  dreadful  was  the  hour, 

When  God  our  wand'rings  laid, 
And  did  at  once  his  vengeance  pour 
Upon  the  Shepherd's  head. 

3  How  glorious  was  the  grace, 

When  Christ  sustained  the  stroke  ! 
His  life  and  blood  the  Shepherd  pays, 
A  ransom  for  the  flock. 

4  But  God  shall  raise  his  head 

O'er  all  the  sons  of  men, 
And  make  him  sec  a  num'rous  seed 
To  recompense  his  pain. 

295  (12G)  (Watchman.)  S.  M. 

1  VI  THERE  shall  the  man  be  found, 
V  V     That  fears  t*  offend  his  God, 

That  loves  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
And  trembles  at  the  rod  ? 

2  The  Lord  shall  make  him  knoAv 

The  secrets  of  his  heart. 
The  wonders  of  his  covenant  show, 
And  all  his  love  impart. 

3  The  dealings  of  his  hand, 

Are  truth  and  mercy  still, 
Willi  such  as  to  his  covenant  stand, 
And  love  to  do  his  will. 

4  Their  souls  shall  dwell  at  case 

Before  their  Maker's  face  ; 
Their  seed  shall  taste;  the  promises 
In  their  extensive  grace. 
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H  Y  M  IN-  s  . 

296  (126)  (Watchman.)  S.M. 

1  T\EAR  Saviour,  we  are  thine 
JLJ  By  everlasting  bands  ; 

Our  hearts,  our  souls  we  would  resign 
Entirely  to  thy  hands. 

2  To  thee  we  still  would  cleave 

With  ever-growing  zeal ; 
If  millions  tempt  us  Christ  to  leave, 

0  let  them  ne'er  prevail. 

3  Thy  spirit  shall  unite 

Our  souls  to  thee,  our  Head  ; 
Shall  form  us  to  thine  image  bright, 
And  teach  thy  paths  to  tread. 

4  Death  will  our  friends  divide 

Until  that  glorious  day  ; 
But  love  shall  keep  us  near  thy  side, 
Through  all  the  gloomy  way. 

5  Since  Christ  and  we  are  one, 

Why  should  we  doubt  or  fear? 
When  he  on  earth  shall  fix  his  throne, 
He'll  fix  his  members  there. 

297  (126)  (Watchman.)  S.  M. 

1  TX  every  trying  hour 

X  My  soul  to  Jesus  flies  ; 

1  trust  in  his  almighty  power 
When  swelling  billows  rise. 

2  His  comforts  bear  me  up  ; 

I  trust  a  faithful  God  ; 
The  sure  foundation  of  my  hope 
Is  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 

3  Loud  hallelujahs  sing 

To  our  Redeemer's  name  ; 
In  joy  or  sorrow,  life  or  death, 
His  love  is  still  the  same. 
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HYMXS. 

298  (127)     {Little  Marlborough.)  S.  M. 

1  niHOU  refuge  of  my  soul, 

X    On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  my  grief, 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  O,  when  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  Lord,  where  shall  I  flee  ? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

299  (127)  (Destiny.)  S.  M. 
NOTIIER  day  has  fled  ; 


'At 


When  God  shall  raise  the  slumb'ring  dead 
That  page  shall  meet  our  eye. 

The  curtains  of  the  night, 

With  starry  folds  outspread, 
Our  evening  sacrifice  invite 

To  him  who  guards  our  bed. 

Accept  our  humble  prayer, 

Our  songs  of  praise  indite, 
And  grant  us  now  thy  guardian  care, 

Till  morning  brings  the  light. 

And  thus,  through  all  our  days, 

Let  needful  grace  he  given) 
And  lit  us  for  thy  better  praise, 

When  we  shall  rest  in  heaven. 
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HYMNS. 

300  (128)  (Troas.)  S.  M. 

1  /^VUR  Maker  and  our  King  ! 
\J  To  thee  our  all  we  owe  ; 

Thy  sovereign  bounty  is  the  spring 
Whence  all  our  blessings  flow. 

2  Thou  ever  good  and  kind  ! 

A  thousand  reasons  move, 
A  thousand  obligations  bind 
Our  hearts  to  grateful  love. 

3  The  creatures  of  thy  hand, 

On  thee  alone  we  live  ; 
Our  God,  thy  benefits  demand 
More  praise  than  we  can  give. 

4  Lord,  what  can  we  impart, 

When  all  is  thine  before  ; 
Thy  love  demands  a  thankful  heart  — 
The  gift,  alas  !  how  poor  ! 

5  Shall  we  with  old  thy  due  ? 

And  shall  our  passions  rove  ? 
Lord,  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew, 
And  fill  them  with  thy  love. 

6  0  let  thy  grace  inspire 

Our  souls  with  strength  divine  ; 
Let  all  our  powers  to  thee  aspire, 
And  all  our  days  be  thine. 

301  (128)      (Troas.)  (Silver  Street)     S.  M. 

1  \  \  7E  lift  our  souls  to  God  ; 

V  V     Our  trust  is  in  his  name  : 
Let  not  our  foes,  that  seek  our  blood, 
Still  triumph  in  our  shame. 

2  From  early  dawning  light 

Till  evening  shades  arise, 
For  thy  salvation,  Lord,  we  wait, 
With  ever-longing  eves. 
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HYMNS. 

3  Remember  all  thy  grace, 

And  lead  us  in  thy  truth ; 

Forgive  the  sins  of  riper  days, 

And  follies  of  our  youth. 

4  The  Lord  is  just  and  kind  ; 

The  meek  shall  learn  his  ways  ; 
And  every  humble  sinner  find 
The  blessings  of  his  grace. 

302  (128)      (Troas.)  (Silver  Street?     S.  M. 

1  /HOME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
\J  And  hymns  of  glory  sing  ; 
Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 

The  universal  King. 

2  Come  —  worship  at  his  throne, 

Come  —  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own, 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

3  To-day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 
Come  —  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

303  O28)         (Troas.)  (Laban.)  S.  M. 

1  TF,  through  unruffled  seas, 

JL  Toward  heaven  we  calmly  sail, 
With  grateful  hearts,  O  God,  to  thee, 
We'll  own  the  favoring  gale. 

2  But  should  the  surges  rise, 

And  rest  delay  to  come, 
Blest  be  the  sorrow,  kind  the  storm, 
Which  drives  u^  nearer  home. 

3  Soon  shall  OUT  doubts  and  fears 

All  yield  to  thy  control : 
Thy  tender  mercies  shall  illume 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

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HYMNS. 

304  (129)  (Laban.)  S.  M. 

1  "jlfY  soul,  be  on  thy  guard, 
J31  Ten  thousand  foes  arise  ; 
The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 

To  draw  thee  from  the  prize. 

2  0  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray, 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er  ; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  $ay, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  vict'ry  won, 

Xor  once  at  ease  sit  down  ; 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done, 
Till  thou  hast  gained  thy  crown. 

305  (129)  (Silver  Street)  S.  M. 

1  T  LOYE  thy  church,  0  God ! 
JL  Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 

And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

2  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend ; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

3  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

4  Jesus,  thou  Friend  divine, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Thy  hand  from  every  snare  and  foe 
Shall  great  deliv'rance  bring. 

306  (1^0)  (Shirland.)  S.  M. 

1  TOEHOLD  the  morning  sun 
J3  Begins  his  glorious  way  ; 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 
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2  But  i;here  the  gospel  comes, 

It  spreads  diviner  light, 
It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 

And  all  thy  judgments  just ! 
For  ever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  we  securely  trust. 

4  Our  gracious  God,  how  plain 

Are  thy  directions  given ! 
O  !  may  we  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 

307  O30)  (Shirland.)  S.  M 

1  rpiIE  work,  0  Lord,  is  thine, 
X  And  wondrous  in  our  eyes  ; 
This  day  proclaims  it  all  divine  — 

This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 

2  We  hail  the  glorious  day, 

With  thankful  heart  and  voice, 
Which  chased  each  painful  doubt  away, 
And  bade  the  church  rejoice. 

3  Since  he  hath  left  the  grave, 

His  promises  are  true  ; 
And  each  exalted  hope  he  gave, 
Confirmed  of  God  we  view. 

4  O  come  the  happy  hour, 

When  all  the  earth  shall  own 
The    Son,  ()  God  !   declared  with  power, 
And  worship  at  thy  throne. 

308  (130)  (Slilrhnul.)  S.  M. 
1    TESUS,  the  Conqueror,  reigns, 

fj    In  glorious  strength  arrayed; 
His  kingdom  over  all  maintains. 

And  bids  the  earth  be  glad. 
166 


S  1TM  *T  S  . 

2  Ye  sons  of  men,  rejoice 

In  Jesus'  mighty  love  ; 
Lift  up  your  heart  —  lift  up  your  voice, 
To  him  who  rules  above. 

3  Extol  his  kingly  power. 

Adore  th'  exalted  Son, 
Who  died,  but  lives,  to  die  no  more, 
High  on  his  Father's  throne. 

4  Our  Advocate  with  God, 

He  undertakes  our  cause, 
And  spreads  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
The  victory  of  his  cross. 

309  (130)  (Shirland.)  S.  M. 

1  XTE  servants  of  the  Lord, 
X    Each  in  his  office  wait  ; 

With  joy  obey  his  heavenly  word, 
And  watch  before  his  gate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 

And  trim  the  golden  flame  ; 
Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch  !   'tis  your  Lord's  command, 

And  while  we  speak,  he 's  near  ; 
Mark  every  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  0  happy  servant  he 

In  such  a  posture  found ! 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
And  be  with  honor  crowned, 

310  (131)  (State  Street)  S.  M. 
1    II  OW  sweet  the  melting  lay 

XI  Which  breaks  upon  the  ear, 
When  at  the  hour  of  rising  day, 
Christians  unite  in  prayer. 
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HYMN'S. 

2  The  breezes  waft  their  cries 

Up  to  Jehovah's  throne  ; 
He  listens  to  their  heaving  sighs, 
And  sends  his  blessings  down. 

3  So  Jesus  rose  to  pray, 

Before  the  morning  light ; 
Once  on  the  chilling  mount  did  stay, 
And  wrestle  all  the  night. 

311  (131)  (Banca.)  S.  M. 

1  TTOW  various  and  how  new 

il    Are  thy  compassions,  Lord  ! 
Each  morning  shall  thy  mercies  show 
Each  night  thy  truth  record. 

2  Thy  goodness,  like  the  sun, 

Dawned  on  our  early  days, 
Ere  infant  reason  had  begun 
To  form  our  lips  to  praise. 

3  Each  object  we  beheld 

Gave  pleasure  to  our  eyes  ; 
And  nature  all  our  senses  held 
In  bands  of  sweet  surprise. 

4  But  pleasures  more  refined 

Awaited  that  blest  day, 
When  light  arose  upon  our  mind, 
And  chased  our  sins  away. 

5  How  new  thy  mercies,  then  ! 

How  sovereign  and  how  free  ! 
Our  souls  that  had  been  dead  in  sin, 
Were  made  alive  to  thee. 

312  (182)  (Gentleness.)  S.  M. 
1   1  TOW  gentle  God's  commands] 

.Il    How  kind  his  precepts  are! 
uCome,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care." 
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2  While  Providence  supports, 

Let  saints  securely  dwell ; 
That  hand  which  bears  all  nature  up, 
Shall  guide  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  lead 

Press  down  your  weary  mind? 
Haste  to  your  heavenly  Father's  throne, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved 

Down  to  the  present  day  ; 
I'll  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet, 
And  bear  a  song  away. 

313  (132)  {Gentleness.)  S.  M. 

1  f\  THOU,  whose  mercy  hears 

\J  Contrition's  humble  sigh  ; 
"Whose  hand  indulgent  w^ipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye  ! 

2  See,  low  before  thy  throne 

We  wretched  wanderers  mourn  ; 
Hast  thou  not  bid  us  seek  thy  face  ? 
Hast  thou  not  said,  —  Return? 

3  Absent  from  thee,  our  light, 

Without  one  cheering  ray, 
Through  dangers,  fears,  and  gloomy  night, 
How  desolate  our  way  ! 

4  On  this  benighted  heart, 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine  ; 
And  let  thy  voice  again  impart 
A  taste  of  joy  divine. 

314  (132)  {Gentleness.)  S.  M. 
1  TS  this  the  kind  return  ? 

JL  Are  these  the  thanks  we  owe  ? 
Thus  to  abuse  eternal  love, 
Whence  all  our  blessings  flow  ? 
169 


H  YMN  S. 

2  To  what  a  stubborn  frame 

Has  sin  reduced  our  mind  ! 
What  strange,  rebellious  wretches  we, 
And  God  as  strangely  kind  ! 

3  Turn — turn  us,  mighty  God  ! 

And  mould  our  souls  afresh  ; 
Break,  sovereign  grace,  these  hearts  of  stone, 
And*  give  us  hearts  of  flesh. 

4  Let  past  ingratitude 

Provoke  our  weeping  eyes  ; 
And  hourly,  as  new  mercies  fall, 
Let  hourly  thanks  arise. 

315  (182)  (Gentleness.)  S.  M. 

1  1  ND  will  the  Judge  descend? 
iJL  And  must  the  dead  arise  ? 
And  not  a  single  soul  escape 

His  all-diserning  eyes? 

2  How  will  my  heart  endure 

The  terrors  of  that  day, 
When  earth  and  heaven,  before  his  face, 
Astonished,  shrink  away. 

3  But,  ere  the  trumpet  shakes 

The  mansions  of  the  dead, 
Hark  !  from  the  gospel's  cheering  sound 
What  joyful  tidings  spread  ! 

4  Come,  sinners,  seek  his  grace, 

Whose  wrath  ye  cannot  bear  ; 
Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross, 
And  find  salvation  there. 

316  (133)         (  Waldoboro'.)  S.  M. 
1  pEACIOUS  Redeemer,  shake 

VX  This  slumber  from  my  soul! 
Say  to  me  now,  "Awake,  awake, 
And  Christ  shall  make  thee  whole." 
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HYMNS. 

2  Lay  to  thy  mighty  hand, 

Alarm  me  in  this  hour ; 
And  make  me  fully  understand 
The  thunder  of  thy  power. 

3  Give  me  on  thee  to  call, 

Always  to  watch  and  pray, 
Lest  I  into  temptation  fall, 
And  cast  my  shield  away. 

4  For  each  assault  prepared 

And  ready  may  I  be, 
Forever  standing  on  my  ground, 
And  looking  up  to  thee. 

5  0  do  thou  always  warn, 

My  soul  of  evil  near  ! 
When  to  the  right  or  left  I  turn, 
Thy  voice  still  let  me  hear : 

6  "  Come  back  !  This  is  the  way  ! 

Come  back  !  and  walk  therein  !" 
0  may  I  hearken  and  obey, 
And  shun  the  paths  of  sin  ! 

317      (133)  (Waldoboro'.)  S.  It 

1  pREPARE  a  thankful  song 
_L    To  the  Redeemer's  name  ; 

His  praises  should  employ  each  tongue, 
And  every  heart  inflame. 

2  He  laid  his  glories  by, 

And  shame  and  death  endured, 
That  guilty  rebels,  doomed  to  die, 
From  wrath  might  be  secured. 

3  And  now  he  pleading  stands 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
And  satisfies  the  law's  demands 
With  what  himself  hath  done. 
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ii  Y  ]VI  :N  S  . 

4  The  Holy  Ghost  he  sends, 

Our  stubborn  wills  to  move, 

To  make  his  enemies  his  friends, 

And  conquer  them  by  love. 

5  0,  may  we  not  refuse 

Such  rich,  unbounded  grace, 
Nor  Satan's  bondage  longer  choose, 
But  seek  the  Saviour's  face  ! 

318     (133)  (Waldoboro'.)  S.  M. 

1  T)AISE  your  triumphant  songs 
jl\j  To  an  immortal  tune  ; 

Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds, 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  Sing  how  Eternal  Love 

Its  chief  Beloved  chose  ; 
And  bid  him  raise  our  ruined  race, 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  'Twas  mercy  filled  the  throne, 

And  wrath  stood  silent  by  — 
When  Christ  was  sent  with  pardons  down, 
To  rebels  doomed  to  die. 

4  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 

Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease  ; 

Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 

And  take  the  offered  peace. 

5  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call ; 

We  lay  an  humble  claim 
To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought; 
And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 

819     (134)  {Lisbon.)  S.  M. 

1     A  RISE,  ye  saints,  arise! 

1\.  The  Lord  our  leader  is  ; 
The  foe  before  his  banner  ilies, 
And  victory  is  his. 

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EC  YMNS. 

2  We  follow  thee,  our  Guide, 

Our  Saviour,  and  our  King ; 
We  follow  thee,  through  grace  supplied 
From  heaven's  eternal  spring. 

3  We  soon  shall  see  the  day 

When  all  our  toils  shall  cease ; 
When  we  shall  cast  our  arms  away, 
And  dwell  in  endless  peace. 

4  This  hope  supports  us  here  ; 

It  makes  our  burden  light ; 
'Twill  serve  our  drooping  hearts  to  cheer 
Till  faith  shall  end  in  sight. 

5  Till,  of  the  prize  possessed, 

We  hear  of  war  no  more  ; 

And  ever  with  our  Leader  rest 

On  yonder  peaceful  shore. 

320     (1^4)  (Lisbon.)  S.M. 

1  Tjl QUIP  me  for  the  war, 

Xj  And  teach  my  hands  to  fight ; 

My  simple,  upright  heart  prepare, 

And  guide  my  words  aright. 

2  Control  my  every  thought ; 

My  whole  of  sin  remove  ; 
Let  all  my  works  in  thee  be  wrought, 
Let  all  be  wrought  in  love. 

3  O,  arm  me  with  the  mind, 

Meek  Lamb,  that  was  in  thee ; 
And  let  my  knowing  zeal  be  joined 
With  perfect  charity  ! 

4  With  calm  and  tempered  zeal 

Let  me  enforce  thy  call ; 
And  vindicate  thy  gracious  will, 
Which  offers  life  to  all. 
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5  O,  may  I  love  like  thee, 

In  all  thy  footsteps  tread  ! 
Thou  liatest  all  iniquity, 

But  nothing  thou  hast  made. 

» 

6  O,  may  I  learn  the  art, 

With  meekness  to  reprove ; 
To  hate  the  sin  with  all  my  heart, 
But  still  the  sinner  love  ! 

321      (135)  (Lisbon.)  S.  M, 


'H 


ARK,  how  the  watchmen  cry ! 
Attend  the  trumpet's  sound  ; 
Stand  to  your  arms,  the  foe  is  nigh  ; 

The  powers  of  hell  surround ; 
Who  how  to  Christ's  command, 

Your  arms  and  hearts  prepare ; 
The  day  of  battle  is  at  hand  I 
Go  forth  to  glorious  war ! 

2  See  on  the  mountain  top, 

The  standard  of  your  God  ! 
In  Jesus'  name  I  lift  it  up, 

All  stained  with  hallowed  blood. 
His  standard  bearer,  I 

To  all  the  nations  call : 
Let  all  to  Jesus'  cross  draw  nigh ! 

He  bore  the  cross  for  all. 

3  Go  up  with  Christ  your  head, 

Your  Captain's  footsteps  see; 
Follow  your  Captain,  and  be  led 

To  certain  victory. 
All  power  to  him  is  ^iven  ; 

lie  ever  reigns  the  same: 
Salvation,  happiness,  and  heaven, 

Are  all  in  Jesus'  name. 
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HYMNS  . 

322  (135)  (Lisbon.)  S.  M. 

1  "IVrOW  let  our  voices  join 
1M    To  form  a  sacred  song  ; 
Ye  pilgrims,  in  Jehovah's  ways, 

With  music  pass  along. 

2  How  straight  the  path  appears, 

How  open  and  how  fair  ! 
No  lurking  gins  t'  entrap  our  feet, 
No  fierce  destroyer t there. 

3  But  flowers  of  paradise 

In  rich  profusion  spring  ; 
The  Sun  of  glory  gilds  the  path, 
And  dear  companions  sing. 

4  All  honor  to  his  name, 

Who  marks  the  shining  way  ! 
To  him  who  leads  the  wanderers  on 
To  realms  of  endless  day  ! 

323  (135)  (Riverside.)  S.  M. 

1  fYUR  Captain  leads  us  on, 
\J  The  foe  before  him  flies  ; 
He  reaches  out  a  starry  crown, 

And  bids  us  win  the  prize. 

2  Be  faithful  unto  death, 

Partake  my  victory, 
And  thou  shah  wear  this  glorious  wreath, 
And  thou  shalt  reign  with  me. 

3  'T  is  thus  the  righteous  Lord 

To  every  soldier  saith  ; 

Eternal  life  is  the  reward 

Of  all  victorious  faith. 

4  Who  conquer  in  his  might 

The  victor's  meed  receive  ; 
They  claim  a  kingdom  in  his  right, 
Which  God  shall  freely  give. 
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H  Y  M  1ST  S  . 

324  (136)  (Brimdale.)  S.  M. 

1  QTAXD  up  and  bless  the  Lord, 
O  Ye  people  of  his  choice  ; 

Stand  np  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
With  heart  and  soul  and  voice. 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 

Above  all  blessing  high. 
Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name, 
And  laud  and  magnify? 

8  He  reigns  above  the  sky. — 
This  universe  sustains  ;  — 
The  God  supreme,  the  Lord  most  high, 
The  King  forever  reigns. 

4  0  for  the  living  flame 

From  his  own  altar  brought, 
To  touch  our  lips,  our  souls  inspire, 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought. 

5  There  with  benign  regard 

Our  hymns  he  deigns  to  hear ; 
Though  unrevealed  to  mortal  sense, 
The  spirit  feels  them  near. 

6  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 

And  his  salvation  ours  ; 
Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaimed 
With  all  our  ransomed  powers. 

325  (137)         (Cambridge.)  S.  M. 

[OW  sweet  to  bless  the  Lord, 
And  in  his  praises  join  ; 
With  saints  his  goodness  to  record, 
And  sing  his  power  divine! 

These  seasons  of  delight 

The  dawn  of  glory  seem  ; 
Like  rays  of  pure  celestial  light, 

Which  on  our  spirits  beam. 
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HYMNS. 

3  0,  blest  assurance  this  ; 

Bright  morn  of  heavenly  day ; 
Sweet  foretaste  of  eternal  bliss, 
That  cheers  the  pilgrim's  way ! 

4  Thus  may  our  joys  increase, 

Our  love  more  ardent  grow, 
While  rich  supplies  of  Jesus'  grace 
Refresh  our  souls  below. 

5  Stand  up  and  bless  the -Lord, 

The  Lord  our  God  adore  ; 
Stand  up  and  bless  his  glorious  Name, 
Henceforth  for  evermore. 

326  (137)  (Cambridge.)  S.  M. 

1  rpHE  harvest  dawn  is  near, 
JL   The  year  delays  not  long  ; 
And  he  who  sows  with  many  a  tear, 

Shall  reap  with  many  a  song. 

2  Sad  to  his  toil  he  goes, 

His  seed  with  weeping  leaves  ; 
But  he  shall  come  at  twilight's  close, 
And  bring  his  golden  sheaves. 

3  But  fearful  vengeance  falls 

On  that  rebellious  race, 
Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jesus  calls, 
And  dare  resist  his  grace. 

327  C1^)  (Cambridge.)  S.  M. 

1  XHE  praying  souls,  rejoice, 

X    And  bless  your  Father's  name  ; 
With  joy  to  him  lift  up  your  voice, 
And  all  his  love  proclaim. 

2  Your  mournful  cry  he  hears  ; 

He  marks  your  feeblest  groan, 
Supplies  your  wants,  dispels  your  fears, 
And  makes  his  mere}  known. 
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K  Y  M  20"  S  . 

3  To  all  his  praying  saints 

He  ever  will  attend, 
And  to  their  sorrows  and  complaints 
His  ear  in  mercy  bend. 

4  Then  let  us  earnest  be, 

And  never  faint  in  prayer  ; 
He  loves  our  importunity, 

And  makes  our  cause  his  care. 

328     (138)  (Vernon.)  S.  M. 

1  /H  RACE  !  'tis  a  charming  sound  ; 
U  Harmonious  to  the  ear  ; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 

And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 
Cho. — I'm  glad  salvation's  free  ! 
I'm  glad  salvation's  free  ! 
Salvation's  i'vaa  for  you  and  me ; 
I'm  glad  salvation  's  free  ! 

2  Grace  first  contrived  a  way 

To  save  rebellious  man  ; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display 

Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 
Cho. — I'm  glad  salvation's  free  ! 
I'm  glad  salvation's  free  ! 
Salvation's  free  for  you  and  me  ; 
I'm  glad  salvation's  free  ! 

3  Grace  taught  my  roving  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road  ; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

Cho. — I'm  glad  salvation/*  free! 
I  'm  glad  salvation  's  free  ! 

Salvation's  free  for  you  and  me  ; 
I'm  glad  salvation's  free  I 
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H  YMINr  S. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown 
Through  everlasting  days  ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  our  praise. 

Cho. — I'm  glad  salvation's  free  ! 
I'm  glad  salvation's  free  ! 
Salvation's  free  for  you  and  me  ; 
I'm  glad  salvation's  free. 

829      (138)  (Vernon.)  S.  M 

1  TESUS,  my  strength,  my  hope, 
J    On  thee  I  cast  my  care, 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 

And  know  thou  hear'st  my  prayer. 
Give  me  on  thee  to  wait, 
Till  I  can  all  things  do, 
On  thee,  almighty  to  create, 
Almighty  to  renew. 

2  I  want  a  sober  mind, 

A  self-renouncing  will, 
That  tramples  down,  and  casts  behind 

The  baits  of  pleasing  ill. 

A  soul  inured  to  pain, 

To  hardship,  grief,  and  loss : 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  sustain, 

The  consecrated  cross. 

3  I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick  discerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 

And  sees  the  tempter  fly ; 

A  spirit  still  prepared, 

And  armed  with  jealous  care, 
For  ever  standing  on  its  guard, 

And  watching  unto  prayer. 
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330  (139)  {Vermont.)  C.  P.  M. 

1  "HEGIN,  ye  saints,  th'  exalted  lay, 
JD  Let  each  enraptured  thought  obey, 

And  praise  th'  Almighty's  name  ; 
Lo  !  heaven  and  earth,  and  seas  and  skies, 
In  one  melodious  concert  rise, 

To  swell  tli*  inspiring  theme. 

2  Ye  fields  of  light,  celestial  plains, 
Where  gay  transporting  beauty  reigns, 

Ye  scenes  divinely  fair  ; 
Your  Maker's  wondrous  power  proclaim, 
Tell  how  he  formed  your  shining  frame, 

And  breathed  the  fluid  air. 

3  Ye  angels,  catch  the  thrilling  sound ; 
While  all  th'  adoring  thrones  around, 

His  boundless  mercy  sing : 
Let  every  listening  ear  above 
Wake  all  the  tuneful  soul  of  love, 

And  touch  the  sweetest  string. 

4  Let  man,  by  noble  passions  swayed, 
The  feeling  heart,  the  judging  head, 

In  heavenly  praise  employ  ; 
Spread  his  tremendous  name  around, 
Till  heaven's  broad  arch  rings  back  the  sound, 

The  general  burst  of  joy. 

331  (14°)  (Bremen.)  C.  P.  M. 

1   FTIIIE  night  is  spent  —  the  morning  ray 
JL   Comes  ushering  in  the  glorious  day, 
The  promised  time  of  rest  ; 

Hark!  'tis  the  trumpel  sounding  clear, 
Its  joyful  notes  burst  on  the  car, 

Proclaiming  tidings  blest. 
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EC  Y  jYC  IN-  S  . 

2  Ah  !  see,  the  graves  are  opening  now, 
The  saints  come  forth,  and  every  brow 

Beams  with  a  radiant  joy  ; 
To  life  immortal  they  arise, 
Inheritors  of  Paradise, 

Where  death  cannot  destroy.     / 

3  Stupendous  scene  !  those  men  of  old, 
Prophets,  who  have  the" story  told 

Of  this  transcendent  day, 
The  Patriarchs,  Apostles  too, 
Who  lived  and  died  with  it  in  view, 

Collect  in  bright  array. 

4  Now  "  satisfied"  —  for  like  their  Lord, 
Whose  promise  shines  within  the  word, 

His  likeness  they  should  wear  ; 
A  glittering  host,  like  stars  on  high, 
In  glory  and  in  majesty, 

Upon  the  earth  appear  ! 

332     (141)  (Ariel)  C.  P.  M. 


'0 


GLORIOUS  hope  of  heavenly  love  ! 
It  lifts  me  up  to  things  above  ; 
It  bears  on  eagle's  wings  ; 
It  gives  my  ravished  soul  a  taste, 
And  makes  me  for  some  moments  feast 
With  Jesus,  priests  and  kings. 

Rejoicing  now  in  earnest  hope, 

I  stand,  and  from  the  mountain  top 

See  all  the  land  below  : 
Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rise, 
And  all  the  fruits  of  Paradise 

In  endless  plenty  grow. 
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HYMNS. 

A  land  of  corn,  and  wine,  and  oil, 
Favored  with  God's  peculiar  smile  , 

With  every  blessing  blest ; 
There  dwells  the  Lord  our  righteousness, 
And  keeps  his  own  in  perfect  peace 

Aad  everlasting  rest. 


O  that  I  might  at  once  go  up  ; 
No  more  on  this  side  Jordan  stop, 

But  now  the  land  possess  ! 
This  moment  end  my  toilsome  years, 
Sorrows,  and  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears,- 

A  howling  wilderness  ! 


333     (142)  (Leon.)  C.P.M. 

1  f\  COULD  we  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
\J  O,  could  we  sound  the  glories  forth, 

Which  in  our  Saviour  shine  ! 
We'd  soar,  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel,  while  he  sings, 

In  notes  almost  divine. 

2  We'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne  ; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise 
We  would  to  everlasting  days 

Make  all  his  glorie?  known. 

S  O,  the  delightful  day  will  come, 

When  Christ  our  Lord  will  bring  us  home, 

And  we  shall  866  his  lace  ! 
Then,  with  our  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  we'll  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  grace.  ' 

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HYMN  S. 

334  (143)  (M&ribah.)  C.  P.  M. 

1  A  UTHOR  of  faith,  to  thee  I  cry ; 

JlX.  To  thee,  who  wouldst  not  have  me  die, 

But  know  the  truth  and  live  ; 
Open  mine  eyes  to  see  thy  face, 
Work  in  my  heart  thy  saving  grace, 

And  life  eternal  give. 

2  Shut  up  in  unbelief  I  groan, 

And  blindly  serve  a  God  unknown, 

Till  thou  the  veil  remove  ; 
The  gift  unspeakable  impart, 
And  write  thy  name  upon  my  heart, 

And  manifest  thy  love. 

3  I  know  the  work  is  only  thine  ; 
The  gift  of  faith  is  all  divine  ; 

But  if  on'thee  we  call, 
Thou  wilt  the  benefit  bestow, 
And  give  us  hearts  to  feel  and  know 

That  thou  hast  died  for  all. 

4  Be  it  according  to  thy  word : 

Now  let  me  find  my  pardoning  Lord ; 

Let  what  I  ask  be  given  ; 
The  bar  of  unbelief  remove  ; 
Open  the  door  of  faith  and  love, 

Make  me  a  child  of  heaven. 

335  (143)  {Leon.)  C.  P.  M. 

1  TTOW  happy  are  the  little  flock, 

JjL  Who,  safe  beneath  their  guardian  Rock, 

In  all  commotions  rest ! 
When  war's  and  tumult's  waves  run  high, 
Unmoved  above  the  storm  they  lie, 
And  lodge  in  Jesus'  breast. 
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EC  YMNS. 

2  Such  happiness,  O  Lord,  have  we, 
By  mercy  gathered  into  thee 

Before  the  floods  descend  ; 
And  while  the  bursting  cloud  comes  down, 
We  mark  the  vengeful  day  begun, 

And  calmly  wait  the  end. 

3  The  plague,  the  dearth,  and  din  of  war, 
Our  Saviour's  swift  approach  declare, 

And  bid  our  hearts  arise  ; 
Earth's  basis  shook  confirms  our  hope  ; 
Its  cities'  fall  but  lifts  us  up 

To  meet  thee  in  the  skies. 

336     (144)  (Dalston.)  S.  P.  M. 

1  FTIIIE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 
_L   And  royal  state  maintains, 

His  head  with  awful  glories  crowned ; 

Arrayed  in  robes  of  light, 

Begirt  with  sovereign  might, 
And  rays  of  majesty  around. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  commands, 
The  world  securely  stands  ; 

And  skies  and  stars  obey  thy  word ; 

Thy  throne  was  iixed  on  high, 

Before  the  starry  sky  ; 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 

3  Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 
And  all  their  powers  engage  ; 

Let  swelling  tides  assault  the  sky; 
The  terrors  of  thy  frown 
Shall  beat  their  madness  down  ; 

Thy  throne  forever  stands  on  high, 
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HYMN  S. 

4  Thy  promises  are  true  ; 

Thy  grace  is  ever  new  : 
There  fixed,  thy  church  shall  ne'er  remove  j 

Thy  saints,  with  holy  fear, 

Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
And  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 


337      (145)  {Peters.)  S.  P.  M. 

1  TTOW  pleased  and  blessed  was  I, 
XI  To  hear  the  people  cry  : 

"Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day  !" 

Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 

We  haste  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honors  pay. 

2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 
Adorned  with  wondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round ! 

In  thee  our  tribes  appear 

To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 
The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

3  Here  David's  greater  Son 
Has  fixed  his  royal  throne  ; 

He  sits  for  grace  and  judgment  here  : 

He  bids  the  saints  be  glad ; 

He  makes  the  sinner  sad ; 
And  humble  souls  rejoice  with  fear. 

4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait 

To  bless  the  soul  of  every  guest : 

The  man  that  seeks  thy  peace, 

And  wishes  thine  increase, 
A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest  I 
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KY  JVX2ST  S. 

5  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, — 

u  Peace  to  this  sacred  house  !" 
For  here  my  friends  and  kindred  dwell : 

And  since  my  glorious  God 

Makes  thee  his  blest  abode, 
My  soul  shall  ever  love  thee  well. 

338      (146)  {Lenox.)  H.  M. 

1  JESUS,  at  thy  command, 
J  I  launch  into  the  deep  ; 
And  leave  my  native  land, 

Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep  ; 
For  thee  I  fain  would  all  resign, 
And  thus  embark  with  thee  and  thine. 

2  Christ  is  my  pilot  wise, 

My  compass  is  his  word ; 
My  soul  each  storm  defies, 

Whilst  I  have  such  a  Lord  ; 
I  trust  his  faithfulness  and  power, 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

3  Though  rocks  and  quicksands  deep 

Through  all  my  passage  lie  ; 
Yet  he  shall  safely  keep 

And  guide  me  with  his  eye  ; 
How  can  I  sink  with  such  a  prop, 
That  bears  the  world  and  all  things  up! 

4  By  faith  1  sec  the  land, 

The  port  of  endless  rest ; 

Through  grace  I  hope  to  stand 

And  sing  among  the  blesl  ! 

O  may  1  reach  the  heavenly  shore, 
Where  winds  and  waves  distress  no  more! 
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HYMNS. 

5  Whene'er  becalmed  I  lie, 

And  all  my  storms  subside  ; 
Then  to  my  succor  fly, 

And  keep  me  near  thy  side  ; 
For  more  the  treach'rous  calm  I  dread, 
Than  tempests  bursting  o'er  my  head. 

6  Come,  heavenly  wind,  and  blow 

A  prosp'rous  gale  of-  grace  ; 
To  waft  from  all  below 

On  to  my  destined  place  : 
Then  I  ere  long  my  port  shall  find, 
And  leave  this  weight  of  sin  behind. 


339     (1^7)  {Lenox.)  H.  M. 

1  f\  THE  amazing  change  ! 
\J  A  world  created  new  ! 

My  thoughts  with  transport  range 
The  lovely  scene  to  view : 
Thee,  Lord  divine,  in  all  I  trace  ; 
The  work  is  thine  —  thine  be  the  praise. 

2  Where  pointed  brambles  grew, 

Entwined  with  horrid  thorn, 
Gay  flowers,  forever  new, 

The  painted  fields  adorn  ; 
The  lily  there,  and  blushing  rose, 
In  union  fair,  their  sweets  disclose. 

3  Where  the  bleak  mountain  stood, 

All  bare  and  disarrayed, 
See  the  wide  branching  wood 
Diffuse  its  grateful  shade  ; 
Tall  oaks,  and  pines,  and  cedars  nod, 
And  elms  and  vines  confess  their  God. 
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HYMN  S. 

4  The  tyrants  of  the  plain 

Their  savage  chase  give  o'er ; 
No  more  they  rend  the  slain, 

They  thirst  for  blood  no  more; 
But  infant  hands  fierce  tigers  lead, 
And  lions  with  the  oxen  feed. 

5  O,  when,  almighty  Lord, 

Shall  these  glad  scenes  arise, 
To  verify  thy  word, 

And  bless  our  wond'ring  eyes  ; 
That  earth  with  all  her  tongues,  may  raise 
United  songs  of  ardent  praise? 

340     (147)  (Lenox.)  H.  M. 

1  T)LOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
J3  The  gladly  solemn  sound  ; 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound  : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

2  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Hath  full  atonement  made: 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest  ; 

Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad. 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

3  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 

Your  liberty  receive, 

And  safe  in  JeSUS  dwell, 
And  blest  in  Jesus  live. 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  homo. 
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HYMNS. 

Ye  who  have  sold  for  nought 

Your  heritage  above, 
Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 

The  gift  of  Jesus'  love. 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  heavenly  grace  ; 

And,  saved  from  earth,  appear 
Before  your  Saviour's  face. 

The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 

Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 


341      (148)  (Sutherland.) 


H.  M. 


1   p  IYE  thanks  to  God  most  high, 
VJT  The  universal  Lord  ; 
The  sovereign  King  of  kings, 
And  be  his  name  adored. 


Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  still  endure, 


And  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 


2  How  mighty  is  his  hand  ! 

What  wonders  hath  he  done  ! 
He  formed  the  earth  and  seas, 
And  spread  the  heavens  alone  : 


His  power  and  grace 
Are  still  the  same  ; 


And  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise 


3  He  sent  his  only  Son 

To  save  us  from  our  woe, 
From  Satan,  sin,  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  foe  : 


His  power  and  grace 
Are  still  the  same 


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And  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise. 


H  Y  M  N"  S . 

342  (149)  (Celebration.)  H.  M. 

1  /CHRIST  is  gone  up  on  high, 
\J  With  a  triumphant  noise  ; 
The  clarions  of  the  sky 

Proclaim  th'  angelic  joys  : 
Join  all  on  earth,  rejoice  and  sing ; 
Glory  ascribe  to  glory's  King. 

2  All  power  to  our  great  Lord 

Is  by  the  Father  given  ; 
By  angel  hosts  adored, 

He  reigns  supreme  in  heaven. 
Join  all  on  earth,  rejoice  and  sing; 
Glory  ascribe  to  glory's  King. 

3  High  on  his  holy  seat, 

He  bears  the  righteous  sway ; 
His  foes  beneath  his  feet 

Shall  sink  and  die  away : 
Join  all  on  earth,  rejoice  and  sing ; 
Glory  ascribe  to  glory's  King. 

4  Till  all  the  earth,  renewed 

In  righteousness  divine, 
With  all  the  hosts  of  God, 

In  one  great  chorus  join  : 
Join  all  on  earth,  rejoice  and  sing ; 
Glory  ascribe  to  glory's  King. 

343  (140)  (Celebration.)  H    M. 

1    FT! HE  day  comes  on  apace  ; 
JL    Soon  shall  the  night  be  past ; 
Who  trust  the  Saviour's  grace 
Shall  see  his  face  at  last  ; 
The  clouds  that  now  obstruct  their  sight 
Shall  quickly  all  be  put  to  lliglit. 
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K  Y  MINT  S. 

2  Ye  saints,  lift  up  your  heads, 
Salvation  draweth  nigh  ; 

See  where  the  morning  spreads, 
Its  radiance  through  the  sky ! 

0  let  the  sight  your  spirits  cheer ! 
The  Lord  himself  will  soon  appear, 

3  Though  men  your  hope  deride, 
Nor  will  in  God  believe, 

Do  you  in  him  confide, 

Whose  word  can  ne'er  deceive ; 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 
The  saints  shall  see  a  glorious  day. 

344     (150)  (Stow.)  H.  M. 

1  XTES,  the  Redeemer  rose, 

X    The  Saviour  left  the  dead, 
And  o'er  our  hellish  foes, 

High  raised  his  conq'ring  head  : 


In  wild  dismay 
The  guards  around, 


Fall  to  the  ground, 
And  sink  away. 


2  Lo  !  the  angelic  bands 
In  full  assembly  meet, 
To  wait  his  high  commands, 
And  worship  at  his  feet : 


Joyful  they  come, 
And  wing  their  way, 


From  realms  of  day, 
To  Jesus'  tomb. 


3  Then  back  to  heaven  they  fly, 
The  joyful  news  to  bear  ; 
Hark  !  as  they  soar  on  high, 
What  music  fills  the  air  ! 


Their  anthems  say, 
"  Jesus,  who  bled, 

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Hath  left  the  dead, 
He  rose  to-day." 


HYMXS. 


Ye  mortals,  catch  the  sound, 
Redeemed  by  him  from  hell ; 

And  send  the  echo  round 

The  globe  on  which  you  dwell ; 


Transported  cry,  — 
"  Jesus,  who  bled, 


Hath  left  the  dead, 
No  more  to  die." 


5  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord, 

Who  sav'st  us  with  thy  blood ; 
Wide  be  thy  name  adored, 
Thou  rising,  living  God. 
With  thee  we  rise,  And  empires  gain 

With  thee  we  reign,  Beneath  the  skies. 

345     (151)  (Amherst)  H.  M. 

1  *\7~E  boundless  realms  of  joy, 

X    Exalt  your  Maker's  name  ; 

In  praise  your  songs  employ 
Above  the  starry  frame  ; 
Your  voices  raise,  And  seraphim, 

Ye  cherubim  To  sing  his  praise, 

2  Thou  moon,  the  queen  of  night ; 

Thou  sun,  the  orb  of  day ; 
Ye  glittering  stars  of  light, 
To  him  your  homage  pay. 


His  praise  declare, 
Ye  heavens  above, 


And  clouds  that  move, 
In  liquid  air. 


3  Let  them  adore  the  Lord, 

And  praise  his  holy  name, 
By  whose  almighty  word 
They  all  from  nothing  came. 


And  all  shall  last, 
From  changes  free  ; 


His  linn  decree 
Stands  ever  fast. 
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HYMXS. 

346     (151)  (Amherst.)  H.  M. 

1   T  ET  every  creature  join 

I  J  To  bless  Jehovah's  name, 
And  every  power  unite 

To  swell  th'  exalted  theme  ; 
Let  nature  raise 
From  every  tongue 


A  general  song 
Of  grateful  praise. 


2  But,  O,  from  human  tongues 
Should  nobler  praises  flow, 

And  every  thankful  heart 
With  warm  devotion  slow  ! 


Your  voices  raise, 
Ye  highly  blest ; 


Above  the  rest 
Declare  his  praise 


3  Assist  me,  gracious  God  ; 

My  heart,  my  voice  inspire  ; 
Then  shall  I  humbly  join 

The  universal  choir  ; 


Thy  grace  can  raise 
My  heart  and  tongue, 


And  tune  my  song 
To  lively  praise. 


347      (152)  (BcecUand.)  H.  M. 

1  The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 

His  throne  is  built  on  high  ; 
The  garments  he  assumes 

Are  light  and  majesty  ; 
His  glories  shine  with  beams  so  bright 
Iso  mortal  eye  can  bear  the  sight. 

2  The  thunders  of  his  hand 

Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe  ; 
His  wrath  and  justice  stand 
To  guard  his  holy  law ; 
And  where  his  love  resolves  to  bless, 
His  truth  confirms  and  seals  the  grace. 
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HYMNS. 

3  Through  all  his  mighty  works 

Amazing  wisdom  shines  ; 
Confounds  the  powers  of  hell, 

And  all  their  dark  designs  ; 
Strong  is  his  arm,  and  shall  fulfil 
His  great  decrees  and  sov'reign  will. 

4  And  will  this  sov'reign  King 

Of  glory  condescend  ; — 
And  will  he  write  his  name, 
My  Father  and  my  Friend? 

1  love  his  name,  I  love  his  word ; 
Join  all  my  powers  to  praise  the  Lord. 

3 18     (152)  {Beechland.)  H.  M. 

OTHOU  that  hearest  prayer, 
Attend  our  humble  cry, 
And  let  thy  servants  share 

Thy  blessing  from  on  high : 
We  plead  the  promise  of  thy  word ; 
Grant  us  thy  Holy  Spirit,  Lord. 

2  If  earthly  parents  hear 

Their  children  when  they  cry ; 
If  they,  with  love  sincere, 

Their  varied  wants  supply  ; 
Much  more  wilt  thou  thy  love  display, 
And  answer  when  thy  children  pray. 

3  Our  heavenly  Father,  thou  ; 

We,  children  of  thy  grace ; 

0  let  thy  Spirit  now 
Descend  and  till  the  place  ! 

So  shall  we  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 
And  all  unite  to  praise  thy  name. 

349      (158)       {National  Thjmn.)  Gs  &  4s. 

1  1\/TY  country!  'tis  of  thee, 
JAJL  Sweet  land  of  liberty — 

Of  thee  I  sincr : 
194 


H  YMZS'S. 

Land  where  my  fathers  died ; 
Land  of  the  pilgrim's  pride  ; 
From  every  mountain  side 
Let  freedom  ring. 

2  My  native  country  !  thee  — 
Land  of  the  noble  free — 

Thy  name  I  love  : 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills, 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills, 

Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song : 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake, 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake, 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break, 

The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  fathers'  God  !  to  thee  — 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  thee  we  sing ; 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright, 
With  freedom's  holy  light — 
Protect  us  by  thy  might, 

Great  G  d,  our  King  ! 

350     (153)       {National  Hymn.)  6s  &  4s. 

1  T)RAISE  ye  Jehovah's  name, 

JT   Praise  through  his  courts  proclaim, 

Rise  and  adore  : 
High  o'er  the  heavens  above 
Sound  his  great  acts  of  love, 
While  his  rich  grace  we  prove, 
Vast  as  his  power. 
195 


H  Y  mists. 

While  his  high  praise  ye  sing 
Shake  every  sounding  string ; 

Sweet  the  accord ! 
He  vital  breath  bestows  :. 
Let  every  breath  that  flows, 
His  noblest  fame  disclose, 
Praise  ye  the  Lord. 


351      (154)        (Italian  Hymn.)  6s  &  4s. 

1   T  ET  us  awake  our  joys  ; 

Jj  Strike  up  with  cheerful  voice  ; 

Each  creature,  sing ; 
Angels,  begin  the  song ; 
Mortals,  the  strain  prolong 
In  accents  sweet  and  strong, 

"Jesus  is  King !" 


Proclaim  abroad  his  name  ; 
Tell  of  his  matchless  fame  ; 

What  wonders  done  ; 
Above,  beneath,  around, 
Let  all  the  earth  resound, 
Till  heaven's  high  arch  rebound, 

"  Vict'ry  is  won  !" 


3  He  vanquished  sin  and  hell, 
And  our  last  foe  will  quell; 

Mourners,  rejoice  ; 
II is  dying  love  adore  ; 
Praise  him,  HOW  raised  in  rower; 
Praise  him  forever  more 

With  joyful  voice. 

1<J0 


HYMNS. 

4  All  hail  the  glorious  day, 

When,  through  the  heavenly  way, 

Lo,  he  shall  come, 
While  they  who  pierced  him  wail ! 
His  promise  shall  not  fail ; 
Saints,  see  your  King  prevail ; 

Great  Saviour,  come ! 


352     (loo)  {Unity.)  6s&5s. 

1  When  shall  we  meet  again  ? 

Meet  ne'er  to  sever  ? 
When  will  peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  forever? 
Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose, 
Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows, 
In  this  dark  vale  of  woes, 

Never,  —  no,  never  ! 

2  Home  to  the  new-earth  bright 

Take  us,  dear  Saviour  ; 
May  we  all  there  unite, 

Happy  forever  ! 
Where  kindred  spirits  dwell, 
There  may  our  music  swell, 
And  time  our  joys  dispel 

Never, — no,  never! 

8  Soon  shall  we  meet  again, 
Meet  ne'er  to  sever  ; 
Soon  shall  peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  forever  ; 
Our  hearts  will  then  repose 
Secure  from  fears  or  woes  ; 
Our  songs  of  praise  shall  close 
Never, — no,  never  ! 
197 


353  (1^6)  (Spanish  Hymn.)  6s  &  5s.  PECULIAR. 

1  Through  thy  protecting  care, 

Kept  till  the  dawning, 
Taught  to  draw  near  in  prayer, 

Heed  we  the  warning  : 
0  thou  great  One,  in  thee, 
Gladly  our  souls  would  be 
Evermore  praising  thee, 

God  of  the  morning. 

2  God  of  our  sleeping  hours, 

Watch  o'er  us  waking, 
All  our  imperfect  powers 

In  thy  hands  taking : 
In  us  thy  work  fulfill, 
Be  with  thy  children  still, — 
Those  who  obey  thy  will 

Never  forsaking. 

3  O  thou  who  hearest  prayer, 

Through  his  submission, 
Who  did  our  sorrows  bear, 

Hear  our  petition  ; 
Lead  us  in  thine  own  way : 
Grant  us,  we  humbly  pray, 
For  all  our  sins  this  day, 

Holy  contrition. 

354  (157)       (Life's  Harvest.)  7s  &  Cs. 

1   TTO,  reapers  of  Life's  Harvest,. 
JLX  Why  stand  with  rusted  blade, 
Until  1  he  night  draws  round  thee, 

And  day  begins  to  lade? 
Why  stand  ye  idle,  waiting 

For  reapers  more  to  conic? 
The  golden  morn  is  passing, 
Why  sit  ye  idle,  dumb? 
198 


H  Y  M  UST  s . 

2  Thrust  in  your  sharpened  sickle, 

And  gather  in  the  grain  : 
The  night  is  fast  approaching, 

And  soon  will  come  again. 
Thy  Master  calls  for  reapers, 

And  shall  he  call  in  vain  ? 
Shall  sheaves  lie  there  ungathered, 

And  waste  upon  the  plain  ? 

3  Come  down  from  hill  and  mountain 

In  morning's  ruddy  glow, 
Nor  wait  until  the  dial 

Points  to  the  noon  below  ; 
And  come  with  the  strong  sinew, 

Nor  faint  in  heat  or  cold : 
And  pause  not  till  the  evening 

Draws  round  its  wealth  of  gold. 

4  Mount  up  the  heights  of  Wisdom, 

And  crush  each  error  low ; 
Keep  back  no  words  of  knowledge 

That  human  hearts  should  know. 
Be  faithful  to  thy  mission, 

In  service  of  thy  Lord  ; 
And  then  a  golden  chaplet 

Shall  be  thy  just  reward. 

355     (158)  {Kison.)  7s,  6s  &  8s. 

1  Saviour,  see  me  from  above, 
Nor  suffer  me  to  die  ; 
Life,  and  happiness,  and  love, 

Drop  from  thy  gracious  eye  ; 
Speak  the  reconciling  word, 

And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down ; 
Turn  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 
199 


II  YMUNT  s. 

Look  as  when  thine  eye  pursued 

The  first  apostate  man, — 
Saw  him  welt'ring  in  his  blood, 

And  bade  him  rise  again  : 
Speak  my  paradise  restored  ; 

Redeem  me  by  thy  grace  alone : 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 


3  Look,  as  when  thy  languid  eye 

Was  closed  that  we  might  live ; 
Father,  (at  the  point  to  die 

My  Saviour  prayed,)  forgive  ! 
Surely  with  that  dying  word 

lie  turns,  and  looks,  and  cries,  —  'Tis  done  ! 
O,  my  bleeding,  loving  Lord, 

Thou  breaks't  my  heart  of  stone. 


356     (159)       {Parting  Hymn.)         7s,  G  Lines. 

1  TT7HEN  shall  we  all  meet  again  ? 
VV    When  shall  Ave  all  meet  again? 
Oft  shall  glowing  hope  aspire, 
Oft  shall  wearied  love  retire, 
Oft  shall  death  and  sorrow  reign, 
Ere  we  all  shall  meet  again. 


Though  in  distant  lands  we  sigh, 
Parched  beneath  the  hostile  sky  ; 
Though  the  deep  between  us  rolls, 
Friendship  shall  unite  our  souls, 
And  in  fancy's  wide  domain, 
There  shall  we  all  meet  again. 
200 


HYMNS. 

3  When  the  King  of  kings  shall  come, 
And  we  hear  the  glad  "  Well  done  I" 
When  the  resurrected  throng 
Upward  mount  with  shout  and  song, 
Where  the  good  in  glory  reign, 
There  may  we  all  meet  again. 

357  (1^9)       {Parting  Hymn.)     7s,  6  lines, 

1  ~I)RETHREN,  while  we  sojourn  here, 
lJ  Fight  we  must,  but  should  not  fear ; 
Foes  we  have,  but  we've  a  Friend, 
One  that  loves  us  to  the  end : 
Forward,  then,  with  courage  go, 

Fully  armed  to  meet  the  foe. 

2  In  the  way  a  thousand  snares 
Lie  to  take  us  unawares  ; 
Satan,  with  malicious  art, 
Watches  each  unguarded  heart : 
But  from  Satan's  malice  free, 
Saints  shall  soon  in  glory  be. 

3  But  of  all  the  foes  we  meet, 
None  so  oft  mislead  our  feet, 
None  betray  us  into  sin, 

Like  the  foes  that  dwell  within : 
Yet  let  nothing  spoil  your  peace, 
Christ  shall  also  conquer  these. 

358  (iW)  (Ephems.)  7s. 

1  T  ORD,  accept  our  feeble  song ; 

JLi  Power  and  praise  to  thee  belong  ; 
We  would  all  thy  grace  record, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 

2  Rich  in  glory,  thou  didst  stoop, 
Thence  is  all  thy  people's  hope  ; 
Thou  wast  poor,  that  we  might  be 
Rich  in  glory,  Lord,  with  thee. 

201 


HYMN  S. 

3  When  we  think  of  love  like  this, 
Joy  and  shame  our  hearts  possess  ; 
Joy,  that  thou  couldst  pity  thus  ; 
Shame,  for  such  returns  from  us. 

4  Yet  we  hope  the  day  to  see 
When  we  shall  from  sin  be  free  ; 
When  to  thee  in  glory  brought, 
We  shall  serve  thee  as  we  ought. 

359  (ICO)  (Ephesus.)  7s. 

1  TESUS,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee  ; 
J    Let  us  in  thy  name  agree  ; 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear  ; 
Come,  and  spread  thy  banner  here. 

2  Make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind, 
Courteous,  pitiful  and  kind  ; 
Lowly,  both  in  thought  and  word ; 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

3  Let  us  for  each  other  care  ; 
Each  the  other's  burden  bear ; 
To  thy  church  the  pattern  give  ; 
Show  how  true  believers  live. 

4  Free  from  anger  and  from  pride, 
Let  us  still  in  God  abide  ; 
May  our  daily  life  express 
Constant  love  and  holiness  ! 

360  (ICO)  (Ephesus.)  7s. 

1  TESUS,  spotless  Lamb  of  God, 

*J    Thou  hast  bought  us  with  thy  blood; 
We  would  value  naught  beside 
Jesus,  Jesus  crucified. 

2  We  arc  thine  and  thine  alone  ; 
This  we  gladly,  fully  own  ; 
And  in  all  our  works  and  ways. 
Only  now  would  seek  thy  praise. 

202 


K  Y^X^T  s. 

3  Help  us  to  confess  thy  name, 

Bear  with  joy  thy  cross  and  shame  ; 
Only  seek  to  follow  thee, 
Though  reproach  our  portion  be. 

4  When  thou  shalt  in  glory  come, 
And  we  reach  our  Eden  home, 
Louder  still  each  lip  shall  own 
We  are  thine,  and  thine  alone. 

360i     (160)  (Ephesus.)  78. 

1  TJOLY  Ghost,  with  light  divine 
XI  Shine  upon  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Chase  the  shades  of  night  away  ; 
Turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  Holy  Ghost,  with  power  divine 
Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine  ; 
Long  hath  sin,  without  control, 
Held  dominion  o'er  my  soul. 

3  Holy  Ghost,  with  joy  divine 
Cheer  this  saddened  heart  of  mine ; 
Bid  my  many  woes  depart ; 

Heal  my  wounded  bleeding  heart. 

4  Holy  Spirit,  all  divine, 

Dwell  within  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Cast  down  every  idle  throne  ; 
Reign  supreme,  and  reign  alone. 

361      (161)  (Norwich.)  7s. 

1  "PvEPTH  of  mercy  !  can  there  be 
XJ  Mercy  still  reserved  for  me  ? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear? 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare? 

2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace  ; 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face  ; 
Would  not  harken  to  his  calls  ; 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

203 


3  Now  incline  me  to  repent ; 
Let  me  now  my  sins  lament ; 
Now  my  ibul  revolt  deplore, 
Veep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 

362  (1G1)  (Norwich.)  7s. 

1  TT^IIEX,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be 

V  V    Perfectly  resigned  to  thee? 
Poor  and  vile  in  my  own  eyes, 
Only  in  thy  wisdom  wise? 

2  Only  thee  content  to  know, 
Ignorant  of  all  below  ? 
Only  guided  by  thy  light? 
Only  mighty  in  thy  might  ? 

3  So  I  may  thy  Spirit  know, 
Let  him  as  he  listeth  blow : 
Let  the  manner  be  uuknown, 
So  I  may  with  thee  be  one :  — 

4  Fully  in  my  life  express 
All  the  heights  of  holiness  ; 
Sweetly  let  my  spirit  prove 
All  the  depths  of  humble  love. 

363  (1G1)  (Nortoich.)  Is 

1  r\  R  ACIOUS  Lord,  incline  thine  car, 
vJT  My  request  vouchsafe  to  hear : 
Burdened  with  my  sins,  I  cry, 

Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

2  Wealth  and  honor  1  disdain  ; 
Earthly  comforts,  Lord,  are  vain, 
These  cod  ue\  er  satisfy  ; 

Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

8    Lord,  deny  me  what  thou  wilt, 
Oidy  case  me  of  my  guilt  : 
Suppliant  at  thy  feet  1  lie  ; 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 
201 


4  Thou  hast  promised  to  forgive, 
All  who  in  thy  Son  believe  ; 
On  thy  promise  I  rely  ; 

Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

364  (161)  {Norwich.)  7s. 

1  5FT1IS  my  happiness  below, 

JL   Not  to  live  without  the  cross, 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  know, 
Sanctifying  every  loss. 

2  Trials  must  and  will  befall ; 

But  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscribed  upon  them  all, 
This  is  happiness  to  me. 

3  Did  I  meet  no  trials  here, 

No  chastisement  by  the  way, 
Might  I  not  with  reason  fear 
I  should  be  a  cast-away  ? 

4  Trials  make  the  promise  sweet ; 

Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer, 
Bring  me  to  my  Saviour's  feet, 
Lay  me  low  and  keep  me  there. 

365  (162)      (Watchman,  Tell  Us.)  7s. 

1  TTT^TCHMAN  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 
V  V    What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 

Traveler  !  o'er  yon  mountain's  height, 

See  that  glory-beaming  star  ! 
Watchman  !  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell? 
Traveler  !  yes,  it  brings  the  day  — 

Promised  day  of  Israel. 
Traveller  !  yes,  it  brings  the  day  — 

Promised  day  of  Israel. 
205 


H  YMN  S. 

2  "Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
Traveler  !  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends ! 
Watchman  !  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth? 
Traveler  !  ages  are  its  own, 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 
Traveler  !  ages  are  its  own, 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

3  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Traveler  !  darkness  takes  its  flight, 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
Watchman  !  let  thy  wand'rings  cease  ; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
Traveler  !  lo,  the  Prince  of  peace, 

Lo,  the  Son  of  God  is  come  ! 
Traveler  !  lo,  the  Prince  of  peace, 

Lo,  the  Son  of  God  is  come  ! 

366      (1G3)        {Mount  Calvary.)  7s. 


ir 


Break,  by  Jesus'  cross  subdued  ; 
Sec  his  body  mangled,  rent, 

Stained  and  covered  with  his  blood! 
Sinful  soul,  what  hast  thou  done? 
Cruciiied  God's  blessed  Son. 

2   Yes,  thy  sins  have  done  the  deed  ; 

Diiv'n  the  nails  thai  iixM  him  there; 

Crown'd  with  thorns  his  sacred  head; 

PlungM  into  his  side  the  spear; 
Made  his  soul  a  sacrifice, 

While  for  sinful  men  he  dies. 

206 


'S 


3  Wilt  thou  let  him  bleed  in  vain  ? 
Still  to  death  thy  Lord  pursue  ? 
Open  all  his  wounds  again. 

And  the  shameful  cross  renew? 
No  ;  with  all  my  sins  I'll  part ; 
Saviour,  take  my  broken  heart. 

367  (163)      (Mount  Calvary.)  7s. 

IXXERS,  seek  the  narrow  gate  ; 
Enter  ere  it  be  too  late  : 
Many  ask  to  enter  there 
When  too  late  to  offer  prayer, 

2  God  from  mercy's  seat  shall  rise, 
And  forever  bar  the  skies  : 
Then,  though  sinners  cry  without, 
He  will  say,  c;  I  know  you  not." 

3  Mournfully  will  they  exclaim, 

"  Lord,  we  have  professed  thy  name  ; 
We  have  ate  with  thee,  and  heard 
Heavenly  teaching  in  thy  word." 

4  Vain,  alas,  will  be  their  plea, 
Workers  of  iniquity  : 

Sad  their  everlasting  lot ; 

Christ  will  say,  "  I  know  you  not." 

368  (164)  (Fulton.)  7&. 

1  f^\  OD  of  love,  who  hearest  prayer, 
VT  Kindly  for  thy  people  care, 
Who  on  thee  alone  depend : 

Love  us,  save  us  to  the  end. 

2  Save  us,  in  the  prosp'rous  hour, 
From  the  flatt'ring  tempter's  power  ; 
From  his  unsuspected  wiles, 
From  the  world's  pernicious  smiles. 

207 


HYMNS 

3  Save  us  from  the  great  and  wise, 
Till  tlicy  sink  in  their  own  eyes, 
Tamely  to  thy  yoke  submit, 
Lay  their  honor  at  thy  feet. 

4  Never  let  the  world  break  in ; 
Fix  a  mighty  gulf  between  ; 
Keep  us  little  and  unknown, 
Prized  and  loved  by  God  alone. 

3G9     (1C4)  (IToUaj.)  7s. 

1  1 HTASTE,  0  sinner  !  now  be  wise  ; 
_Lj_  Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun; 
Wisdom  if  you  still  despise, 
Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 

2  Haste  and  mercy  now  implore; 
Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er 

Lhis  evening's  stage  be  run. 

3  11a >!e,  ()  sinner!  now  return; 

not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  I  [aste,  0  sinner  !  now  be  blesl  ; 
Stay  no!  for  the  morrow's  sun; 
Lest  perdition  thee  arrest 

Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 

870     (165)  (Hendon.)  7s. 

1  ]\T()^r  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 
JLl    Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name: 

V »'.  v,  bo  his  t  alvation  prove, 
Triumph  in  Redeeming  Love. 

2  Ye,  who  Bee  the  Father's  grace 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 
As  in  glory  on  ye  move, 

Praise  and  bless  Redeeming  Love. 
208 


H  Y  MINTS. 

3  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears, 
Banish  all  your  guilty  fears, 

See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 
Cancelled  by  Redeeming  Love  ! 

4  Hither,  then,  your  praises  bring, 
And  of  Jesus  gladly  sing ; 
Gladly  join  the  hosts  above, 
Join  to  praise  Redeeming  Love. 

371      (165)  (Hendon.)  7s. 

1  T  ET  us,  with  a  joyful  mind, 

JJ  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

2  He,  with  all-commanding  might, 
Filled  the  new-made  world  with  light ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 

Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

3  All  things  living  he  doth  feed  ; 
His  full  hand  supplies  their  need ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

4  He  his  chosen  race  did  bless 
In  the  wasteful  wilderness  ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

5  He  hath,  with  a  piteous  eye, 
Looked  upon  our  misery  ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

6  Let  us,  then,  with  joyful  mind, 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

209 


HYlVUvT  s. 

372  V165)  (Rendon.)  7s. 

1  /^1  RE  AT  the  joy  when  Christians  meet, 
VX  Christian  fellowship,  how  sweet, 
When,  their  theme  of  praise  the  same, 
They  exalt  Jehovah's  name  ! 

2  Sing  we  then  eternal  love, 
Such  as  did  the  Father  move  ; 
He  beheld  the  world  undone, 
Loved  the  world,  and  gave  his  Son. 

3  Sing  the  Son's  amazing  love  ; 
How  he  left  the  realms  above, 
Took  our  nature  and  our  place, 
Lived  and  died  to  save  our  race  ! 

373  (165)  (Hendon.)  7s. 

1  3FT1  IS  the  blest,  the  favored  hour  ; 

JL   Now  to  seek  thy  God  begin  ; 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  voice  divine 

Woos  thee  from  the  paths  of  sin. 

2  'Tis  the  blest,  the  favored  hour  ; 

-  Jesus  offers  pardon  free  ; 
Mildly  pointing  to  the  cross 

Where  his  blood  was  shed  for  thee. 

3  Soon  the  favored  hour  may  pass, 

Soon  the  Spirit  take  his  flight ; 
Hasten  while  the  Saviour  calls  ; 
O  no  longer  mercy  slight ! 

374  (166)  (Martyn.)  ?S. 
1    QON  of  God,  thy  people's  shield, 

kJ  Must  we  still  thine  absence  mourn  ? 
Let  thy  promise  be  fulfilled  ; 

Thou  hast  said,  "I  will  return." 
Gracious  Master,  soon  appear ; 

Quickly  bring  thy  morning  light ; 
Then  will  cease  the  constant  tear, 

Hope  be  turned  to  joyful  sight. 
210 


HYMNS. 

2  As  a  woman  counts  the  days 

Till  her  absent  lord  she  sees, 
Longs  and  watches,  weeps  and  prays, 

So  the  church  must  long  for  thee. 
Come,  that  we  may  see  thee  nigh, 

Then  the  sheep  shall  feed  in  peace, 
Hush  forever  trouble's  sigh, 

Sin  and  sorrow's  triumphs  cease. 

375  (166)      (Martyn.)  (Pleyel's  Hymn.)      7s. 

1  T  ORD,  a  better  heart  bestow  ; 
JLi  Hear  a  sinner's  broken  prayer  ; 
Full  of  weariness  and  woe, 

To  thy  mercies  I  repair. 

2  Once  I  thought  I  could  amend 

All  the  evil  of  my  ways  ; 
To  thy  throne  my  steps  could  bend, 
Do  thy  will  and  gain  thy  praise. 

3  But  in  vain  I  toiled  and  prayed ; 

Still  I  did  but  sin  the  more ; 
All  the  efforts  that  I  made 

Showed  me  weaker  than  before. 

4  Now  I  find  no  hand  but  one 

Can  deliver  me  from  guilt ; 
On  the  merits  of  thy  Son 
All  my  confidence  is  built. 

5  Ruined,  helpless,  and  forlorn, 

To  the  Saviour's  cross  I  flee  ; 

O,  since  Christ  my  sins  hath  borne, 

Let  my  burdened  soul  go  free  ! 

376  (166)    (Martyn.)  (PleyeVs  Hymn.)     7s. 
1   T  ORD,  we  come  before  thee  now  ; 

JU  At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  ; 
O,  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ! 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain? 
211 


HYM3STS. 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend ; 
In  compassion  now  descend  ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace ; 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way 
Now  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay ; 
Lord,  from  hence  we  would  not  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

4  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn ; 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return  ; 

Those  that  are  cast  down,  lift  up  ; 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 

5  Grant  that  all  may  seek,  and  find 
Thee  a  God  supremely  kind ; 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free  ; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

377  (1(^)        (PleyeVs  Hymn.)  7s. 

1  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ! 
God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why? 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live. 

2  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why? 
He  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
Died  himself  that  you  might  live. 

3  Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again? 
Why,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace,  and  die? 

378  (167)         (Nuremhurg.)  7s. 
1  Praise  to  God  !  —  immortal  praise, 

For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days  ; 
Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 
212 


H  YMISTS. 

2  All  that  spring,  with  bounteous  hand, 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land  ; 

All  that  lib'ral  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich  o'erflowing  stores, — 

3  These,  to  that  dear  Source  we  owe, 
Whence  .our  sweetest  comforts  flow  ; 
These  through  all  my  happy  days, 
Claim  my  cheerful  songs  of  praise, 

4  Lord,  to  thee  my  soul* should  raise 
Grateful,  never-ending  praise  ; 
And,  when  every  blessing's  flown, 
Love  thee  for  thyself  alone. 


379     (168)  {Harmony.)         7s.  6  lines. 

1  "DOCK  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
AAj  Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 

From  thy  wounded  side  which  flowed, 

Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 

Save  from  wrath  and  make  me  pure, 

2  Could  my  tears  forever  flow, 
Could  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
These  for  sin  could  not  atone, 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone : 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring, 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

*?  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eyes  shall  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  at  judgment  dawn, 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 
213 


HYMNS. 

380  (1G8)  {Harmony.)  7s.  6  LINES. 

1  T^ATIIER,  they  who  thee  receive, 
_I_    And  in  thee  begin  to  live, 
Day  and  night  they  cry  to  thee, 

As  thou  art,  so  let  us  be. 

2  Fix,  O,  fix  my  wav'ring  mind  ; 
To  the  cross  my  spirit  bind  ; 
Earthly  passions  far  remove  ; 
Fill  the  soul  with  'perfect  love  ! 

3  Who  in  heart  on  thee  believes, 
He  the  promise  now  receives  ; 
He  with  joy  beholds  thy  face, 
Triumphs  in  thy  pard'ning  grace. 

4  Boundless  wisdom,  power  divine, 
Love  unspeakable,  are  thine  ; 
Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given, 
Sons  of  earth,  and  hosts  of  heaven. 

381  (1G^)       {Sabbath  Morn.)  7s. 

1  CIAFELY  through  another  week 
O  Grod  has  brought  us  on  our  way, 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day  — 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best; 
Emblem  Of  eternal  rest. 

2  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace, 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name; 

Show  thy  reconciling  lace  ; 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame; 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 
214    • 


HYM  jSTS. 

3  Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise ; 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near ; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear ; 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  rest. 


382     (17°)  (Amboy.)  7s. 

1  TT7AKE  the  song  of  Jubilee  ; 

V  V    Let  it  echo  o'er  the  sea  ; 
Now  is  come  the  promised  hour ; 
Jesus  reigns  with  sov'reign  power. 

2  All  the  nations,  join  and  sing, 

Praise  your  Saviour,  praise  your  king, 
Let  it  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
"  Jesus  reigns  for  evermore  !  " 

3  Hark  !  the  desert  lands  rejoice  ; 
And  the  islands  join  their  voice  ; 
Joy !  the  whole  creation  sings, 

"  Jesus  is  the  King  of  Kings  !  " 

4  Wake  the  song  of  Jubilee  ; 
Let  it  echo  o'er  the  sea  ; 

Let  it  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
"  Jesus  reigns  for  evermore  !  " 

5  Hallelujah  !  hark !  the  sound 
From  the  centre  to  the  skies, 
Wakes  above,  beneath,  around, 
All  creation's  harmonies. 

6  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole, 
With  illimitable  sway ; 

He  shall  reign  when  like  a  scroll 
Yonder  heavens  shall  pass  away. 
215 


Jrl  Y  MNS. 

383  (17°)  (Amboy.)  7s. 

1  /HOME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare  ; 
\J  Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer  ; 
He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray  ; 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King ; 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring ; 
For  his  grace  and  power  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3  With  my  burden  I  begin  ; 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin  ; 
Let  thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

4  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest ; 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 
There  thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

5  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer  ; 

As  my  Guide,  my  Guard,  my  Friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

384  (170)  (Amboy.)  7  s. 

1  TJBEAD  of  heaven,  on  thee  we  feed, 
JL)  For  thy  flesh  is  meat  indeed; 
Ever  let  our  semis  be  fed 

With  this  true  and  Living  bread. 

2  Vine  of  heaven,  thy  blood  supplies 

This  blest  cup  <>f  sacrifice  ; 

Lord,  thy  wounds  our  healing  give; 

To  thy  cross  we  look  and  live. 

3  Day  by  day  with  strength  supplied, 
Through  the  life  of  him  who  died, 
Lonl  of  life,  0,  let  US  be 
Rooted,  grafted,  built  on  thee. 

21G 


HYMNS. 

385  (171)  (Valdivia.)  73. 

1  /^vFT  in  sorrow  and  in  woe, 

\J  Onward,  Christians,  onward  go  ; 
Fight  the  fight,  maintain  the  strife, 
Strengthened  with  the  bread  of  life. 

2  Onward,  Christians,  onward  go  ; 
Join  the  war  and  face  the  foe  ; 
Tremble  not  in  danger's  hour, 
Trusting  in  your  Captain's  power. 

3  Let  your  drooping  hearts  be  glad  ; 
March  in  heavenly  armor  clad  ; 
In  your  very  weakness  strong, 
Fight,  nor  think  the  battle  long. 

4  Let  not  sorrow  dim  your  eye  ; 
Soon  shall  every  tear  be  dry  ; 
Onward  still  in  battle  move, 
More  than  conq'rors  shall  ye  prove. 

386  (171)  {Worthing.)  8s  &  7s. 

1  r\  LORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 
Vj  Zion,  city  of  our  God  ; 

He,  whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken, 
Chose  thee  for  his  own  abode. 

2  Lord,  thy  church  is  still  thy  dwelling, 

Still  is  precious  in  thy  sight ; 
Judah's  temple  far  excelling, 
Beaming  with  the  gospel's  light. 

3  On  the  Rock  of  ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  her  sure  repose? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 
She  can  smile  at  all  her  foes. 

4  Round  her  habitation  hov'ring, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear, 
For  a  glory  and  a  cov'ring, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near, 
217 


'1/ 


HYMNS. 

387  (172)  (Wilmot.)  8s&7s. 
O  !  the  Lord  Jehovah  liveth  ! 

lie's  my  rock,  I  bless  his  name  ; 
He,  my  God,  salvation  giveth  ; 
All  ye  lands,  exalt  his  fame. 

2  God,  Messiah's  cause  maintaining, 

Shall  his  righteous  throne  extend: 
O'er  the  world  the  Saviour  reigning, 
Earth  shall  at  his  footstool  bend. 

3  O'er  his  enemies  exalted, 

Great  Redeemer  !  sec  him  rise  ! 

Though  by  powers  of  hell  assaulted, 

God  supports  him  to  the  skies. 

4  Jesus,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory, 

Through  all  ages  to  abide  ; 

All  the  heavenly  host  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  side. 

388  (17^)  (Sicily.)  8s  &  7s. 

1  T)RAISE  to  him,  by  whose  kind  favor 
_L    Heavenly  truth  has  reached  our  ears  ! 
May  its  sweet,  reviving  savor 

Fill  our  hearts  and  calm  our  fears. 

2  Truth  !  how  sacred  is  the  treasure  ! 

Teach  as,  Lord,  its  worth  to  know; 
Vain  the  hope,  and  short  the  pleasure, 
Which  from  other  sources  flow. 

3  What  of  truth  we  have  been  hearing, 

Fix,  ( )  Lord,  in  every  heart  ; 

In  the  day  pf  thy  appearing 
May  we  share  thy  people's  part. 

;}S!)     (  1 73 )        {Family  Song.)  8s  &  7s. 

1   CJAVIOUB,  breathe  an  evening  blessing, 
O  Ere  repose  <>nv  spirits  seal ; 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing; 

Thou  canst  save  and  tliou  canst  heal. 
218 


H  Y  M  IN"  S  . 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 

Though  the  arrows  past  us  fly  ; 
Angel  guards  from  thee  surround  us  ; 
We  are  safe,  if  thou  art  nigh. 

3  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee  ; 
Thou  art  he  who,  never  weary, 
Watchest  where  thy  people  be. 

4  Should  swift  death  this  night  o'ertake  us 

And  command  us  to  the  tomb, 

May  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us, 

Clad  in  bright,  eternal  bloom. 

390   (173)    (Family  Song,)  {Sicily,)    6s  &  4s. 

1  Tj^ATHER,  we  commend  our  spirits 
Jl    To  thy  love  in  Jesus'  name, 
Love,  which  his  atoning  merits 

Give  us  confidence  to  claim. 

2  O  how  sweet,  how  real  a  pleasure 

Flows  from  love  so  true  and  free ! 
O  how  great,  how  rich  a  treasure, 
Saviour,  we  possess  in  thee  ! 

3  From  the  world  and  its  confusions 

Here  we  turn  and  find  our  rest, 
From  its  cares  and  its  delusions, 
Turn  to  thee,  and  there  are  blest. 

4  Though  this  scene  is  ever  changing, 

Since  thy  mercy  changes  not, 
O'er  the  waste  our  spirits  ranging 
Glory  in  their  happy  lot. 

5  By  the  Holy  Ghost  anointed, 

May  we  do  our  Father's  will, 
Walk  the  path  by  him  appointed, 
Jesus'  pleasure  to  fulfil ; 
219 


6  Till  the  welcome  signal  hearing, 
Welcome  to  the  saints  alone, 
We  rejoice  at  his  appearing, 

Who  shall  claim  ns  for  his  own. 

391  (17±)  (Passover.)  8s  &  7s 

1  TESUSj  full  of  all  compassion, 

O    Hear  an  humble  suppliant's  cry  ; 
Let  me  know  thy  great  salvation, 
See,  1  languish,  faint  and  die. 

2  Guilty,  but  with  heart  relenting, 

Overwhelmed  with  helpless  grief, 
Prostrate  at  thy  feet  repenting, 
Send,  O  send  me  quick  relief. 

3  On  the  word  thy  blood  hath  sealed 

Hangs  my  everlasting  all ; 
Let  thine  arm  be  now  revealed, 
Stay,  O  stay  me,  lest  I  fall ! 

4  Saved  !   the  deed  shall  spread  new  glory 

Through  the  shining  realms  above  ; 
Angels  sing  the  pleasing  story, 
All  enraptured  with  thy  love. 

392  (175)        {Take  my  Heart.)  8s  &  7s, 

1  rTlAKE  my  heart,  O  Father,  take  it, 
_1_   Make  and  keep  it  all  thine  own  ; 
Lei   thy  Spirit  mell  and  break  it, 

Turn  to  flesh  this  hear!  of  stone. 
Heavenly  Father,  deign  to  mould  it, 
\w  obedience  to  thy  will : 

And,  as  passing  years  unfold  it, 

Keep  it  meek  and  child-like  still. 

2  Father,  make  it  pure  and  lowly, 

Peaceful,  kind,  and  five  from  strife, 
Turning  from  the  paths  unholy, 

Of  this  vain  and  sinful  life. 
220 


H  YMIST  s. 

May  the  blood  of  Jesus  heal  it, 
And  its  sins  be  all  forgiven  ; 

Holy  Spirit,  take  and  seal  it, 
Guide  it  in  the  path  to  heaven. 

393     (176)  (Jlillersburg.)  8s  &  7s„ 

1  T  OVE  divine,  all  love  excelling, 

Jj  Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down  ; 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown  ! 
Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation  ; 

Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2  ^Breathe,  O  breathe  thy  loving  spirit, 

Into  every  troubled  breast ! 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Grant  the  weary  soul  thy  rest. 
Take  away  our  bent  to  sinning, 

Alpha  and  Omega  be, 
End  of  faith  as  its  beginning, 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 

S  Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive, 
Suddenly  return,  and  never, 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave  ; 
Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing, 

Serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above, 
Pray,  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing, 

Glory  in  thy  perfect  love. 

4  Finish  then  thy  new  creation, 
Pure  and  spotless  let  us  be ; 
Let  us  see  thy  great  salvation, 
Perfectly  restored  in  thee  : 
221 


H  Y  M  1ST  S  . 

Changed  from  glory  into  glory, 
Till  we  reach  our  resting  place, 

Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 
Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

394      (17G)  (Millersburg.)  8s  &  1 * 

1  RIGHTEOUS  God  !  whose  vengeful  vials 
JLt  All  our  fears  and  thoughts  exceed, 

Big  with  woes  and  fiery  trials, 
Hanging,  bursting  o'er  our  head  ; 

While  thou  visitcst  the  nations, 
Thy  selected  people  spare  ; 

Arm  our  cautioned  souls  with  patience, 
Fill  our  humbled  hearts  with  prayer. 

2  If  thy  dreadful  controversy 

With  all  flesh  is  now  begun, 
In  thy  wrath  remember  mercy  ; 

Mercy  first  and  last  be  shown. 
Plead  thy  cause  with  sword  and  fire  ; 

Shake  us  till  the  curse  remove, 
Till  thou  com'st,  the  saints'  desire, 

Crowning  them  with  perfect  love. 

3  Every  fresh  alarming  token 

More  confirms  the  faithful  word  ; 
Nature,  for  its  Lord  hath  spoken, 

Must  be  suddenly  restored. 
From  this  national  confusion, 

From  this  ruined  earth  and  skies, 
Sec  the  times  of  restitution, 

Sec  the  new  creation  rise  ! 

4  Vanish,  then,  this  world  of  shadows! 

Pass  the  former  things  away  ; 
Lord,  appear  !   appear,  to  glad  us 
With  the  dawn  of  endless  day  I 
222 


HYMX  S. 

0,  conclude  this  mortal  story  ! 

Bring  the  life  that  shall  abide  ; 
Come,  eternal  King  of  glory, 

Now  descend  and  take  thy  bride  ! 

395      (1^7)  (Buchanan.)  8s  &  7s. 

1  TTTATCHMAX,  tell  me,  does  the  morning 

I  V     Of  fair  Zion's  glory  dawn  ? 
Have  the  signs  that  mark  its  coming 

Yet  upon  thy  pathway -shone? 
Pilgrim,  yes  !  arise  !  look  'round  thee  — 

Light  is  breaking  in  the  skies  ! 
Gird  thy  bridal  robes  around  thee, 

Morning  dawns  !  arise  !  arise  ! 

2  Watchman,  has  the  tribulation 

Of  the  cruel  man  of  sin 
Ceased  its  bloody  persecution  ? 

Will  it  not  return  again  ? 
Pilgrim,  no  !  his  times  are  ended, 

Never  shall  the  monster  reign  ; 
Tekel  on  his  brow  is  written — 

Soon  he'll  be  consumed  in  flame. 

3  Watchman,  were  there  signs  attending 

At  the  ending  of  the  time  ? 
With  the  closing  moments  pending, 

Did  the  sun  refuse  to  shine  ? 
Pilgrim,  yes  ;  the  sun  was  shrouded 

In  a  veil  of  gloom  that  day  ; 
Kature  was  in  darkness  clouded 

On  that  nineteenth  day  of  May. 

4  Watchman,  hail  the  light  ascending 

Of  the  grand  Sabbatic  year, 
All  with  voices  loud  portending 
That  the  kingdom's  very  near, 
223 


HYMNS. 

Pilgrim,  yes,  I  sec,  just  yonder, 
Canaan's  glorious  heights  arise  ; 

Salem,  too,  appears  in  grandeur, 
Towering  'neath  its  cloudless  skies. 

5  Watchman,  in  that  golden  city, 

Seated  on  his  jasper  throne, 
Zion's  King,  enthroned  in  beauty, 

Reigns  in  peace  from  zone  to  zone. 
There,  on  sunlit  hills  and  mountains, 

Golden  beams  serenely  glow  ; 
Pearly  streams  and  crystal  fountains, 

On  their  banks  sweet  flow'rets  grow. 

6  Watchman,  see  !  the  land  is  nearing, 

With  its  vernal  fruits  and  flowers  ! 
On  !  just  yonder,  O,  how  cheering, 

Bloom  forever  Eden's  bowers. 
Hark  !  the  choral  strains  there  ringing, 

Wafted  on  the  balmy  air  ! 
See  the  millions  !  hear  them  singing  ! 

Soon  the  pilgrims  will  be  there  ! 

396     (178)        (Kfl  the  Voice.)  8s  &  7s. 

1  T  IFT  the  voice,  and  sound  the  trumpet, 

I  J  Watcher  on  the  mountain  height ; 
Roll  the  clarion  notes  around  thee, 

Shout  as  flees  the  passing  night/ 
Lift  the  voice  in  words  of  warning ; 

Wake  the  slumb'ring  hosts  below  ; 
Cry  aloud,  " Behold  llie  dawning, 

Bouse  and  gird  to  meet  the  foe !" 

2  Lift  the  voice  !   Lo,  weak  and  dying. 

Warriors,  struggling,  faint  and  fall; 
Bid  them  light,  on  God  relying; 
JeSUS  comes  to  conquer  all! 
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HYMXS. 

Lift  the  voice  in  notes  of  gladness, 
Ring  the  shout  along  the  sky  ; 

"  Cease  your  tears,  ye  sons  of  sadness, 
Sing  !  rejoice  I  your  God  is  nigh." 

3  Lift  the  voice,  like  music  blended, 

With  heart-healing  minstrelsy  ; 
Cry  "  Thy  warfare  now  is  ended  ; 

Lo,  thy  Saviour  comes  to  thee  ! " 
Soon,  beyond  time's  night  of  sadness, 

"Watchmen,  ye  shall  joyful  sing; 
Eye  to  eye  shall  see  with  gladness, 

When  the  Lord  shall  Zion  bring. 

397  (179)    (Pastor's  Welcome.)  8s  &  7s. 

1  TT7ELCOME,  brother,  to  thy  station, 

T  V     Welcome  to  thy  work  of  love  ! 

Come,  commissioned  by  the  Spirit, 
Bring  thy  message  from  above. 

2  Come  to  feed  our  souls  with  knowledge, 

In  the  name  of  Christ  thy  Lord, 
Preach  the  preaching  which  he  bids  thee, 
Preach  the  pure  and  simple  word. 

3  As  a  chosen,  faithful  watchman, 

Hold  thy  guard  on  Z ion's  wall ; 
As  a  heaven-appointed  herald, 
Loud  proclaim  the  gospel's  call. 

4  Welcome,  brother,  to  thy  station, 

Welcome  to  its  toils  and  cares  ; 
Welcome  to  our  heart's  affections, 
Welcome  to  our  fervent  prayers. 

398  (179)     (Pastor's  Welcome.)         8s  &  7s. 
1   T  TUMBLE  souls,  who  seek  salvation 

XI  Through  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood, 
Hear  the  voice  of  revelation  ; 
Tread  the  path  that  Jesus  trod. 
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HYMXS. 

2  Hear  the  blest  Redeemer  call  you, 

Listen  to  his  gracious  voice  ; 
Dread  no  ills  that  can  befall  you, 

While  you  make  his  ways  your  choice. 

3  Jesus  says,  "Let  each  believer 

Be  baptized  in  my  name  ;" 
He  himself  in  Jordan's  river 

Was  immersed  beneath  the  stream. 

4  Plainly  here  his  footsteps  tracing, 

Follow  him  without  delay, 
Gladly  his  command  embracing ; 
Lo,  your  Captain  leads  the  way ! 

399  (179)       (Pastor's  Welcome.)       8s  &  7s. 

1  IHTAIL  !  thou  once  despised  Jesus, 
XX  Hail,  thou  everlasting  King, 
Thou  didst  sutler  to  redeem  us  ; 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 

2  Hail  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame  ! 
By  thy  merits  we  find  favor  ; 
Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 

3  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 

All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid  ; 
By  almighty  love  anointed, 

Thou  hast  full  atonement  made. 

4  All  thy  people  are  forgiven, 

Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood; 
Opened  is  the  gale  of  heaven  ; 

Peace  is  made  'twixl  man  and  God. 

400  0™)        (Lift  the  Voice.)  8s  &  7s. 

1    T)RAISE  the  Lord  ;   ye  hea yens,  adore  him; 

X    Praise  him,  angels,  in  the  height ; 

Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  him; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light. 
22tf 


HYMNS. 

2  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  hath  spoken ; 

Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed ; 
Laws  which  never  can  be  broken, 
For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 

3  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  glorious  ; 

Xever  shall  his  promise  fail : 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious ; 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 

4  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation ; 

Hosts  on  high  his  power  proclaim ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 
Praise  and  magnify  his  name. 

401      (18°)  (Bartlmeus.)  8s  &  7s. 

1  TITERCY,  O  thou  son  of  David!" 
jjjL  Thus  the  blind  Bartimeus  prayed ; 
"Others  by  thy  word  are  saved, 

Xow  to  me  aiford  thine  aid." 

2  Many  for  his  crying  chid  him, 

But  he  called  the  louder  still ; 
Till  the  gracious  Saviour  bid  him, 
"  Come,  and  ask  me  what  you  will." 

3  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted, 

Though  by  begging  used  to  live  ; 
But  he  asked,  and  Jesus  granted 
Alms  which  none  but  he  could  give. 

4  "Lord,  remove  this  grievous  blindness, 

Let  my  eyes  behold  the  clay  ! " 
Straight  he  saw,  and  won  by  kindness, 
Followed  Jesus  in  the  way. 

5  Now,  methinks,  I  hear  him  praising, 

Publishing  to  all  around  : 
"  Friends,  is  not  my  ease  amazing? 
What  a  Saviour  I  have  found  1 
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h  y  :vx  ^  a . 

6  O  !  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him, 
And  would  be  advised  by  me  ! 
Surely  they  would  hasten  to  him, 
lie  would  cause  them  all  to  see." 

402  (180)  (Bartimeus.)  8s  &  7s 

1  rnillS  is  not  my  place  of  resting ; 
JL   Mine  's  a  city  yet  to  come  ; 
Onward  to  it  I  am  hasting, 

On  to  my  eternal  home. 

2  In  it  all  is  light  and  glory, 

O'er  it  shines  a  nightless  day ; 
Every  trace  of  sin's  sad  story, 
All  the  curse  has  passed  away. 

3  There  the  Lord,  our  Shepherd,  leads  us 

By  the  streams  of  life  along ; 

On  the  freshest  pastures  feeds  us, 

Turns  our  sighing  into  song. 

4  Soon  we  pass  this  desert  dreary, 

Soon  we  bid  farewell  to  pain ; 
Nevermore  be  sad  or  weary, 
Never,  never  sin  again. 

403  (18.1)  (Illinois.)  8s  &  7s. 

1  TTrilAT  a  friend  we  have  in  Jesus, 

V  V     All  our  sins  and  griefs  to  bear  ! 
What  a  privilege  to  carry 

Everything  to  God  in  prayer  ! 
O,  what  peace  Ave  often  forfeit! 

O,  what  needless  pain  we  bear! 

All  because  we  do  not  carry 
Everything  to  God  in  prayer. 

2  Have  we  trials  and  temptations? 

la  there  trouble  anywhere? 
We  bIio  ild  never  bo  discouraged; 
Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 

2-8       . 


H  Y  M  ^T  S  . 

Can  we  find  a  friend  so  faithful, 
Who  will  all  our  sorrows  share  ? 

Jesus  knows  our  every  weakness  ; 
Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 

3  Are  we  weak  and  heavy-laden, 

Cumbered  with  a  load  of  care  ? 
Precious  Saviour,  still  our  refuge ; 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 
Do  thy  friends  despise,  forsake  thee? 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer  ; 
In  his  arms  he'll  take  and  shield  thee, 

Thou  wilt  find  a  solace  there. 

404      (182)       (Come  and  See,)       8s  7s  &  4s. 

1  TT7E  are  going  home  to  Jesus, 

T  V     Who  has  bought  us  with  his  blood  ; 
Come,  poor  sinner,  go  thou  with  us, 
Come,  and  we  will  do  thee  good. 
Come  to  Jesus, 
Come  to  Jesus, 
Who  has  bought  you  with  his  blood. 

2  We  have  found  the  true  Messiah  ; 

Come,  poor  sinner,  come  and  see. 
Hark !  he  calls  you,  he  invites  you, 
"Come,"  he  says,  "Come  unto  me." 
Come  to  Jesus,  &c. 

3  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden  — 

Come,  and  I  will  give  you  rest ; 
To  the  marriage  you  are  bidden, 
Come,  and  be  forever  blest. 
Come  to  Jesus,  &c. 

4  We  are  pilgrims  here  and  strangers, 

We  are  travelling  through  the  land ; 
Oft  surrounded  by  great  dangers, 
But  we  go  at  Christ's  command. 
Come  to  Jesus,  &c. 
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h  ym::n"s. 

5  TTe  are  going  to  a  country  ; 

Come,  and  join  our  pilgrim  band ; 
You  will  never  thirst  or  hunger, 
In  that  bright  and  happy  land. 
Come  to  Jesus, 
Come  to  Jesus, 
"Who  has  bought  you  with  his  blood. 

6  0,  why  will  you  still  refuse  him? 

Come,  poor  needy  sinner,  come  ; 
If  you'll  faithfully  receive  him, 
He  will  lead  you  safely  home. 
Come  to  Jesus,  &c. 

7  In  that  bright  and  happy  country, 

"We  will  sing  and  praise  his  name, 
And  we'll  ever  be  exclaiming : 
Glory  be  to  God.     Amen. 

Come  to  Jesus,  &c. 


405      (183)         {Thanksgiving.)      8s  7s  &  4s. 


*s 


ING  a  loud  and  joyful  anthem, 
Wake  earth's  purest  minstrelsy, 
Let  it  sound  from  hill  to  valley, 

And  be  echoed  through  the  sky ; 
Loud  thanksgiving,  Loud  thanksgiving 

To  the  God  who  rules  on  high. 

Praises  for  the  radiant  sunshine, 
For  the  (lew  and  genial  shower, 

Lor  the  sol"!  and  cooling  zephyr, 
Brought  in  Bummer's  golden  hour; 

Richly  freighted,  Richly  freighted, 

When  the  storm  hath  spent  its  power. 
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HY3IXS. 

3  Praise  for  health,  that  priceless  treasure, 

Health  of  body  and  of  mind  ; 
For  the  free,  unbounded  pleasure, 

Joys  exalted  and  refined, 
Lavished  on  us,  Lavished  on  us, 

By  a  God  supremely  kind. 

4  For  the  choice,  unnumbered  blessings, 

Sent  from  heaven,  day  by  day  ; 
Food  and  raiment,  peace  and  friendship, 

Making  glad  our  devious  way  ; 
Let  us  praise  him,  Let  us  praise  him, 

In  an  humble,  fervent  lay. 

5  More  than  all  for  hope  unfading, 

Plant  of  high  celestial  birth, 
That  hath  shed  its  fragrant  blossoms 

O'er  this  wilderness  of  earth  ; 
Life  imparting,  Life  imparting, 

Where  sin  brought  its  fearful  dearth. 

6  Sing  ye  praises  !  sing  ye  praises  ! 

To  the  God  of  truth  and  love  ; 
Let  earth's  jubilee,  resounding, 

Mingle  with  the  one  above  ! 
In  thanksgiving,  In  thanksgiving, 

Let  each  heart  with  rapture  move. 


406     (184)  (Ami.)  8s  7s  &  4s. 

1    T  O,  he  comes,  with  clouds  descending, 
JU  Once  for  favored  sinners  slain  ! 
Thousand,  thousand  saints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train. 

Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah  ! 
Jesus  comes,  on  earth  to  reign  ! 
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HYMNS. 

Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him, 

Robed  in  dreadful  majesty  ; 
Those  who  set  at  naught  and  sold  him 

Pierc'd  and  nailed  him  to  the  tree, 
Deeply  wailing,  Deeply  wailing, 

Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 

Now  redemption  long  expected. 

See  in  solemn  pomp  appear, 
All  his  saints,  by  man  rejected, 

Rise  to  meet  him  in  the  air : 
Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah ! 

See  the  day  of  God  appear ! 

Answer  thine  own  Bride  and  Spirit ; 

Hasten,  Lord,  the  general  doom  ; 
The  new  heaven  and  earth  t'  inherit, 

Take  thy  pining  exiles  home  ; 
All  creation,  All  creation 

Travails,  groans,  and  bids  thee  come ! 

Yea,  amen  :  let  all  adore  thee, 

High  on  thine  eternal  throne  ! 
Saviour,  take  the  power  and  glory, 

Make  thy  righteous  sentence  known, 

O,  come  quickly  !  O,  come  quickly  ! 

Claim  the  kingdom  for  thine  own  ! 


407     (184)  (Ami.)  8s  7s  &  4s. 

1    C1AVIOUR,  come,  thy  saints  are  waiting, 
O  Waiting  for  the  nuptial  day  ; 
Thence  their  promised  glory  dating; 
Come,  and  bear  thy  saints  away  ; 

Come,  Lord  Jesus  ! 
Thus  thy  waiting  people  pray. 
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H  YM  jSTS  . 

2  Base  the  wish,  and  vain  th'  endeavor, 

While  on  earth  to  find  our  rest ; 
Till  we  sec  thy  face,  we  never 
Shall  or  can  be  fully  blest ! 

In  thy  presence 
Nothing  shall  our  peace  molest. 

3  Lord,  we  wait  for  thine  appearing, 

"  Tarry  not,"  thy  pe9ple  say  ; 
Bright  the  prospect  is,  and  cheering, 
Of  beholding  thee  that  day  ; 

When  our  sorrow 
Shall  forever  pass  away. 

407h  (!85)     (Stanley.)       8s  7s,  or  8s  7s  &  4s, 

1  I  I  ARK  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 
l~l    Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  ; 

See  !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 

Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  sky ; 

It  is  finished  !  It  is  finished  !  — 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

2  It  is  finished  !  O  what  pleasure 

Do  these  precious  words  afford ! 
Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure, 
Flow  to  us  from  Christ,  the  Lord  2 
It  is  finished  !  It  is  finished  !  — 
Saints  the  dying  word  record. 

3  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs  ; 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme  ; 
All  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name ; 
It  is  finished  !  It  is  finished  !  — 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb. 
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HYMNS. 

408  (185)      {Stanley.)       8s  7s,  or  8s  7s  &  43 

1  T  O,  he  cometh  ;  countless  trumpets 
JJ  Wake  to  life  the  slumb'riug  dead ; 
'Mid  ten  thousand  saints  and  angels 

See  their  great,  exalted  Head : 

Hallelujah  ! 
Welcome,  welcome,  Son  of  God! 

2  Full  of  joyful  expectation, 

Saints  behold  the  Judge  appear ; 
Truth  and  justice  go  before  him, 
Now  the  joyful  sentence  hear : 

Hallelujah  ! 
Welcome,  welcome,  Judge  divine ! 

8  *T  is  the  day  so  long  expected  ; 

Shout,  ye  saints,  and  triumph  now ; 
See  your  Lord,  by  man  rejected  ! 
Many  crowns  adorn  his  brow  ; 

'T  is  his  triumph  ; 
Every  knee  to  him  shall  bow. 

409  (18G)       {Saviour,  Haste.)     8s  7s  &  4s. 

1  QAVIOUR,  haste  !  our  souls  are  waiting 
O  For  the  long  expected  day, 

When,  new  heaven  and  earth  creating, 
Thou  shalt  banish  grief  away  ; 

All  the  sorrow,  All  the  sorrow, 
Caused  by  sin  and  Satan's  sway. 

2  Haste,  O  hasten  thine  appearing, 

Take  thy  mourning  people  home  : 
'Tis  this  hope  OUT  spirits  cheering, 
While  we  in  the  desert  roam, 

Makes  thy  people,  Makes  thy  people, 
Strangers  here,  till  thou  dost  come. 
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3  Lord,  how  long  shall  the  creation 
Groan  and  travail  sore  in  pain  ; 
"Waiting  for  its  sure  salvation, 
When  thou  shalt  in  glory  reign, 

And  like  Eden, 
This  sad  earth  shall  bloom  again? 


Reign,  O  reign,  Almighty  Saviour, 
Heaven  and  earth  in  one  unite  ; 

Make  it  known,  that  in  thy  favor 
There  alone  is  life  and  light ; 

"When  we  see  thee, 
"We  shall  have  unmixed  delight. 


410     (187)  (Brest.)  8s  7s  &  4s« 

1  "PvAY  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders  ! 
JL/  Hark  !  the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 

Shakes  the  vast  creation  round  ! 

Plow  the  summons 
Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound ! 

2  See  the  Judge,  our  nature  wearing, 

Clothed  in  majesty  divine  ! 
You,  who  long  for  his  appearing, 

Then  shall  say,  "  This  God  is  mine  !  n 

Gracious  Saviour, 
Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine ! 

3  At  his  call  the  dead  awaken, 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea ; 
All  the  powers  of  nature,  shaken, 
From  his  face  prepare  to  flee : 

Careless  sinner, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 
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HYMN  S. 

4  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 

Loved  and  served  the  Lord  below, 
He  will  say,  "  Come  near,  ye  blessed, 
See  the  kingdom  I  bestow  ! 

You,  forever, 
Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 

411  (187)  {Brest.)  8s  7s  &  4s. 

1  T  OOK,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  glorious  1 
JLi  See  the  "Man  of  Sorrows"  now  ; 
From  the  fight  returned  victorious, 

Every  knee  to  him  shall  bow. 

Crown  him,  crown  him  ! 
Crowns  become  the  Victor's  brow  ! 

2  Crown  the  Saviour,  angels  crown  him ! 

Rich  the  trophies  Jesus  brings  ; 
In  the  seat  of  power  enthrone  him, 
While  the  vault  of  heaven  rings. 

Crown  him,  crown  him  ! 
Crown  the  Saviour  il  King  of  kings  !  * 

3  Sinners  in  derision  crowned  him, 

Mocking  thus  the  Saviour's  claim ; 
Saints  and  angels  crowd  around  him, 
Own  his  title,  praise  his  name. 

Crown  him,  crown  him  ! 
Spread  abroad  the  Victor's  fame  ! 

412  (188)  (Trumpet.)     10s  lis  &  12s. 

LIFT  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high, 
For  Jesus  hath  risen,  and  saints  shall  not  die  ; 
Vain  were  the  terrors  that  gathered  around  him, 
And  short  the  dominion  of  death  and  the  grave  ; 
lie  burst  From  the  fetters  of  darkness  that  bound  him, 
Resplendent  in  glory,  to  live  and  to  save. 
Loud  was  the  chorus  of  angels  on  high, — 
The  Saviour  hath  risen,  and  saints  shall  not  die. 
23G 


H  y:m:s-  s. 

2  Glory  to  God,  in  full  anthems  of  joy  ; 
Our  life  in  the  future  death  cannot  destroy : 
Sad  were  the  life  we  may  part  with  to-morrow, 
If  tears  were  our  birthright,  and  death  were  our  ei  d  ; 
But  Jesus  hath  cheered  the  dark  valley  of  sorrow, 
We'll  rise  when  he  comes,  and  to  meet  him  ascend  : 
Lift,  then,  your  voices  in  triumph  on  high, 
For  Jesus  hath  risen,  and  saints  shall  not  die. 

413  (189)  {Lyons.)  10s  &  lis. 

0  WORSHIP  the  King,  all  glorious  above, 
And  gratefully  sing  his  wonderful  love  ; 
Our  Shield  and  Defender,  the  Ancient  of  Days, 
Pavillioned  in  splendor,  and  girded  with  praise  ! 

2  O,  tell  of  his  might,  and  sing  of  his  grace, 
Whose  robe  is  the  light,  whose  canopy,  space  ; 
His  chariots  of  wrath  the  deep  thunder-clouds  form, 
And  dark  is  his  path  on  the  wings  of  the  storm ! 

3  Thy  bountiful  care  what  tongue  can  recite, 
It  breathes  in  the  air,  it  shines  in  the  light, 

It  streams  from  the  hills,  it  descends  to  the  plain, 
And  sweetly  distils  in  the  dew  and  the  rain. 

4  Frail  children  of  dust,  and  feeble  as  frail, 
In  thee  do  we  trust,  nor  fiud  thee  to  fail ; 

Thy  mercies  how  tender  !  how  firm  to  the  end  ! 
Our  Maker,  Defender,  Redeemer  and  Friend  ! 

414  (19°)  {Home.)  lis. 

1  '1\  TID  scenes  of  affliction,  with  sorrow  oppressed, 
J3x  How  oft  have  I  sighed  for  the  season  of  rest, 
When  no  more  in  this  wilderness  world  I  shall  roam, 
But  find,  in  the  bosom  of  Jesus,  a  home. 

Home,  sweet  home, 
But  find,  in  the  bosom  of  J^sus,  a  home. 
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H  Y  M  ^  S  . 

2  No  spot  on  this  earth  can  give  permanent  bliss, 
No  home  for  the  stranger  and  pilgrim  is  this  ; 
But  in  that  bright  country,  the  Eden  to  come, 
We'll  find,  in  the  bosom  of  Jesus,  a  home. 

Home,  sweet  home, 
And  iind,  in  the  bosom  of  Jesus,  a  home. 

3  This  hope  cheers  the  prospect  that's  gloomy  and 

drear, 
And  points  to  the  haven  of  rest  that  is  near ; 
O  there  in  sweet  fields  of  delight  we  shall  roam, 
And  find,  in  the  bosom  of  Jesus,  a  home. 

Home  sweet  home, 
And  find,  in  the  bosom  of  Jesus,  a  home. 

415      (191)  (Sweet  A/ton.)  lis. 

0  Saviour  of  sinners,  when  faint  and  depressed, 
With  manifold  trials  and  sorrows  oppressed, 
I'll  bow  at  thy  feet  and  with  confidence  cry, 
"Lead  me  to  the  Hock  that  is  higher  than  1 1" 

2  When  tempted  by  Satan  the  Spirit  to  grieve, 
The  service  of  Christ,  my  Redeemer,  to  leave, 
I'll  claim  my  relation  to  Jesus  on  high, 

The  Bock  of  salvation  that's  higher  than  I. 

3  When  judgments,  O  Lord,  are  abroad  in  the  land, 
And  merited  vengeance  descends  from  thy  hand  ! 
O'crwhelmed  with  the  sight,  for  protection  I'll  fly, 
And  hide  in  the  Rock  that  is  higher  than  I ! 

4  When  summoned  at  last  before  God  to  appear, 
By  free  grace  supported  I'll  yield  without  fear  ! 
Most  gladly  I'll  venture  the  ordeal  to  try, 
Upheld  by  the  Rock  thai  is  higher  than  I! 

5  At  home,  with  the  chosen  of  Jesus,  I  long 
To  dwell,  and  eternally  join  in  the  song, 

Of  praising  and  blessing,  while  ages  pass  by, 
Christ  Jesus,  llie  Rock  that  is  higher  than  I  1 

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6  The  faithful  sure  promise  the  fathers  believed, 
Shall  then  be  fulfilled  and  the  glory  received ; 
The  hand  that  was  pierced  for  me  wipe  my  tears  dry, 
For  to  reiim  with  the  One  that  is  higher  than  I. 

416  (192)  {Hilton.)  lis. 

I^IIE  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  no  want  shall  I  know \ 
.   I  feed  in  green  pastures,  safe  folded  to  rest ; 
He  leadeth  my  soul  where  the  still  waters  flow, 
Restores  me  when  wand'ring,  redeems  when  oppres'd, 

2  Thro'  the  valley  and  shadow  of  death  tho'  I  stray, 
Since  thou  art  my  Guardian  no  evil  I  fear  ; 

Thy  rod  shall  defend  me,  thy  staff  be  my  stay ; 
No  harm  can  befall,  with  my  Comforter  near. 

3  In  the  midst  of  affliction  my  table  is  spread  ; 
With  blessings  unmeasured  my  cup  runneth  o'er ; 
With  oil  and  perfume  thou  anoin  est  my  head  ; 
O,  what  shall  I  ask  of  thy  providence  more  ? 

417  (192)  (Hinton.)  lis. 

THE  night  is  far  spent,  and  the  day  is  at  hand  ; 
Already  the  dawn  may  be  seen  in  the  sky ; 
Rejoice  then,ye  saints, 'tis  your  Lord's  own  command  ; 
Rejoice,  for  the  coming  of  Jesus  draws  nigh. 

2  What  a  day  will  that  be  when  the  Saviour  appears  ! 
How  welcome  to  those  who  have  shared  in  his  cross  ! 
A  crown  incorruptible  then  will  be  theirs, 

A  rich  compensation  for  suff'ring  and  loss. 

3  What  is  loss  in  this  world  when  compared  with 

that  day, 
To  the  glory  that  then  will  from  heaven  be  revealed  ? 
'The  Saviour  is  coming,'  his  people  may  say ; 
1  The  Lord  whom  we  look  for,  our  Sun  and  our  Shield/ 

4  O  pardon  us,  Lord,  that  our  love  to  thy  name 
Is  so  faint,  with  so  much  our  affections  to  move  ! 
Our  deadness  should  fill  us  with  grief  and  with  shame  ; 
So  much  to  be  loved,  and  so  little  to  love. 

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HYMN  S. 

418  (103)  {Messiah.)  lis. 

IN  the  hold  long  oppressed  by  earth's  wearisome 
strife, 
My  soul  is  athirst  for  the  waters  of  life  ; 
And  longs  for  the  well-spring  at  Bethlehem's  gate, 
Where  a  fount  gushes  freely  this  thirst  to  abate. 

2  O  who  will  break  thro'  in  the  strength  of  the  I  ord. 
And  at  once  overcome  by  his  spirit  and  word, 
Th'  uncircumcised  host  that  opposeth  his  reign, 
And  bid  the  sweet  waters  of  life  flow  again. 

3  O  who  shall  between  the  bright  cherubims  pass, 
And  restore  the  lost  garden  of  beauty  at  last  ; 
Who  shall  give  to  its  long  withered  bowers  their  bloom, 
And  say  to  the  saved  and  the  ransomed, '  Come  home  ! ' 

4  For  one  we  have  waited,  for  one  avc  have  sought, 
While  princes  and  powers  great  wonders  have  wTro't ; 
But  none  have  brought  forth  the  salvation,  the  love, 
And  we  wait  yet  another  to  come  from  above. 

5  His  name  it  is  Jesus,  no  other  we  know, 

Who  can  bid  the  broad  stream  of  redemption  to  flow  : 
Who  can  break  through  the  host,  the  inheritance  bless, 
And  restore  the  lost  children  of  Eden  to  rest. 

419  (191)         {Christ  our  Pilot.)  lis. 

OZION,  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave,     [save, 
Whom  no  man  can  comfort,  whom  no  man  can 
With  darkness  surrounded,  by  terrors  dismayed, 
In  toiling  and  rowing  thy  strength  is  decayed. 

2  Loud  roaring,  the  billows  now  nigh  overwhelm  ! 
But  skilful 'fl  the  pilot  who  sits  at  the  helm  ; 

His  wisdom  conducts  thee,  his  power  defend* , 
In  safety  and  quiet  thy  warfare  he  ends. 

3  uO  fearful  !  O  faithless  !"  in  mercy  he  cries; 

u  My  promise,  my  truth,  are  they  light  in  thine  eyes? 

Still,  still  1  am  with  thee.,  my  promise  shall  stand, 

Through  tempest  ant"  tossing,  I'll  bring  thee  to  laud. 

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4  "  Forget  thee,  I  will  not,  I  cannot ;  —  thy  name 
Engraved  on  my  heart  doth  forever  remain  ! 

The  palms  of  my  hands  while  I  look  on,  I  see 
The  wounds  I  received,  when  suffering  for  thee. 

5  "I  feel  at  my  heart  all  thy  sighs  and  thy  groans, 
For  thou  art  most  near  me,  my  flesh  and  my  bones  ; 
In  all  thy  distresses  thy  head  feels  the  pain  ; 

Yet  all  are  most  needful,  not  one  is  in  vain. 

6  "Then  trust  me,  and  fear  not ;  thy  life  is  secure  ; 
My  wisdom  is  perfect,  supreme  is  my  power ; 

In  love  I  correct  thee,  thy  soul  to  refine, 

To  make  thee  at  length  in  my  likeness  to  shine." 

420      (195)  (Kedron.)  lis. 

THOU  sweet  gliding  Kedron,  by  thy  silver  stream, 
The   Saviour  at    midnight,  when    moonlight's 
pale  beams 
Shone  bright  on  the  waters,  would  frequently  stray, 
And  lose,  in  thy  murmurs,  the  toils  of  the  day. 

2  How  damp  were  the  vapors  that  fell  on  his  head  ; 
How  hard  was  his  pillow,  how  humble  his  bed ; 
The  angels,  astonished,  grew  sad  at  the  sight, 
And  followed  their  Master  with  solemn  delight. 

3  O  garden  of  Olivet,  thou  dear  honored  spot, 
The  fame  of  thy  wonders  shall  ne'er  be  forgot, 
The  theme  most  transporting  to  seraphs  above  ; 
The  triumph  of  sorrow,  the  triumph  of  love. 

4  Come,  saints,  and  adore  him  ;  come  bow  at  his  feet  ; 
O,  give  him  the  glory,  the  praise  that  is  meet ; 
Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasing  arise, 

And  join  the  full  chorus,  that  gladdens  the  skies. 

4201-     (195)  (Kedron.)  lis. 

ON  the  high  cliffs  of  Jordan  with  pleasure  I  stand, 
And  view  in  perspective  tne  fair  promised  land  ; 
The  land  where  the  ransomed  with  singing  shall  come, 
And  enter  the  kingdom  prepared  as  their  home. 
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H  Y  M  N"  S  . 

2  All  over  thost  peaceful,  delectable  plains 
The  Lord  our  Redeemer  in  righteousness  reigns ; 
His  sceptre  of  empire  he  now  doth  assume, 
And  kindly  doth  welcome  his  followers  home. 

3  How  blest  are  those  regions,  the  realms  of  repose, 
Where  with  fruit,  O  how  grateful,  the  "  tree  of  life" 
The  regions  ambrosial  forever  in  bloom,  [grows  ; 
God's  own  habitation,  the  saint's  happy  home  ! 

4  Those  pleasures  of  glory,  O,  when  shall  I  share, 
And  cro  svns  of  celestial  felicity  wear  ; 

And  range  o'er  those  landscapes  exempt  from  a  sigh  : 
The  home  of  our  fathers,  now  specially  nigh  ! 

421  (196)  {Melton.)  10s. 

ALONG  the  banks  where  Babel's  current  flows, 
Our  captive  bands  in  deep  despondence  strayed  ; 
While  Zion's  fall  in  sad  remembrance  rose, 

Her  friends,  her  children,  mingled  with  the  dead. 

2  The  tuneless  harp,  that  once  with  joy  we  strung, 
When  praise  employed  and  mirth  inspired  the  lay, 

In  mournful  silence  on  the  willows  hu*ig, 

And  growing  grief  prolonged  the  tedious  day. 

422  (19G)  {Melton.)  10s. 

NOT  to  our  names,  thou  only  just  and  true, 
Not  to  our  worthless  names  is  glory  due  ; 
Thy  power  and  grace,  thy  truth  and  justice  claim 
Immortal  honors  to  thy  sovereign  name. 

2  Earth  is  thy  work  ;  the  heavens  thy  wisdom  spread ; 
But  fools  adore  the  gods  their  hands  have  made  ; 
The  kneeling  crowd,  with  looks  devout,  behold 
Their  silver  saviours,  and  their  saints  of  gold. 

i3   Be  heaven  and  earth  amazed  !   'tis  hard  to  say 
Which  are  more  stupid,  or  their  gods,  or  they: 
O  Israel  !  trust  the  Lord  ; .  he  hears  and  sees  ; 
Lie  knows  thy  sorrows  and  restores  thy  peace. 
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423  (197)  {Huron.)  10s  &  lis. 

THE  God  of  glory  sends  his  summons  forth, 
Calls  the  south  nations,  and  awakes  the  north ; 
From  east  to  west  the  sov'reign  orders  spread, 
Through  distant  lands  and  regions  of  the  dead. 
The  trumpet  sounds,  hell  trembles,  heaven  rejoices  ; 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  saints,  with  cheerful  voices. 

2  Xo  more  shall  atheists  mock  his  long  delay  ; 
His  vengeance  sleeps  no -more  :  behold  the  day  ; 
Behold  the  Judge  descends  :  his  guards  are  nigh  ; 
Tempest  and  fire  attend  him  down  the  sky : 
When  God  appears,  all  nature  shall  adore  him  ; 
While  sinners  tremble,  saints  rejoice  before  him. 

3  Sinners,  awake  betimes  ;  ye  fools,  be  wise  ; 
Awake  before  this  dreadful  morning  rise  ;  [amend  ; 
Change  your  vain  thoughts,  your  crooked  works 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  'the  Judge  your  Friend ; 
Then  join  the  saints  ;  wake  every  cheerful  passion  ; 
When  Christ  returns,  he  comes  for  your  salvation. 

424  (198)  (Come,  Ye  Disconsolate.)     lis  &  10s. 

COME,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish ; 
Come,  at  the  mercy-seat  fervently  kneel ; 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here  tell  your 
anguish  ; 
Earth  has  no  sorrows  that  heaven  cannot  heal. 

2  Joy  of  the  comfortless,  light  of  the  straying, 
Hope,  when  all  others  die,  fadeless  and  pure  ; 

Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  in  mercy  saying, 
Earth  has  no  sorrows  that  heaven  cannot  cure. 

3  Here  see  the  tree  of  life  —  see  waters  flowing 
Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  pure  from  above  ; 

Come  to  the  mercy-seat  —  come,  ever  knowing 
Earth  has  no  sorrows  but  heaven  can  remove. 
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HYMX&. 

425     (199)     (Nearer  to  Thee.) 

1  "VTEARER,  my  Go],  to  thee, 
1_M    Nearer  to  thee  ! 

E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me, 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee  I 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee  1 

Nearer  to  thee  ! 

2  Though  like  a  wanderer, 

Daylight  all  gone, 
Darkness  comes  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone, 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee  ! 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee ! 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

3  There  let  my  way  appear, 

Onward  to  heaven, 
All  that  thou  sendest  me, 

In  mercy  given, 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee ! 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee  ! 

Nearer  to  thee  ! 

4  Then  with  my  waking  thoughts, 

Bright  with  thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs, 

Detliel  I'll  raise, 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee  ! 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee! 

Nearer  to  thee  ! 
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EC  YMITCS. 

426      (200)       {Beautiful  World.)  P.  M. 

1  TT7E  'RE  going  home,  we  Ve  had  visions  bright, 

VV     Of  that  holy  land,  that  world  of  light, 
Where  the  long,  dark  night  of  time  is  past, 
And  the  morn  of  eternity  dawns  at  last ; 
Where  the  weary  saint  no  more  shall  roam, 
But  dwell  in  a  happy  and  peaceful  home  ; 
Where  the  brow  with  sparkling  gems  is  erown'd, 
And  waves  of  bliss  are  flowing  around. 
O,  that  beautiful  world  !  0,  that  beautiful  world  ! 

2  We're  going  home,  we  soon  shall  be 
Where  the  sky  is  clear  and  the  soil  is  free, 
Where  the  victor's  song  floats  o'er  the  plain, 
And  the  seraph's  anthems  blend  with  its  strain, 
Where  the  sun  rolls  down  its  brilliant  flood, 
And  beams  on  a  world  that  is  fair  and  good, 
Where  stars,  once  dimm'd  at  nature's  doom, 
Will  ever  shine  o'er  the  new  earth's  bloom. 

O,  that  beautiful  world  !   O,  that  beautiful  world  ! 

3  Where  the  tears  and  sighs  that  here  were  given, 
Are  exchang'd  for  the  gladsome  song  of  heaven  ; 
Where  the  beauteous  forms  which  sing  and  shine, 
Are  guarded  well  by  a  hand  divine  ; 

Pure  love's  banner  and  friendship's  wand 

Are  waving  above  that  princely  band, 

And  the  glory  of  God,  like  a  boundless  sea, 

Will  bathe  that  immortal  company. 

O,  that  beautiful  world  !  O,  that  beautiful  world  ! 

4  'Mid  the  ransomed  throng,  'mid  the  sea  of  bliss, 
'Mid  the  holy  city's  gorgeousness, 

'Mid  the  verdant  plains,  'mid  angel's  cheer, 
'Mid  the  flowers  that  never  of  winter  wear  ; 
Where  the  conqueror's  song,  as  it  sounds  afar, 
Is  wafted  on  the  ambrosial  air  ; 
Through  endless  years  we  then  shall  prove 
The  depth  of  a  Saviour's  matchless  love. 
O,  that  beautiful  world  !  0,  that  beautiful  world  I 
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HYMNS. 

427  (201)       (Heavenly  Music)  lis. 

1  1 1  THAT  seraph  like  music  falls  sweet  on  my  car 
V  V    Id  strains  so  delightful  ?  O  !  list  that  ye  hear ; 

Those  rich  flowing  numbers,  so  liquid  and  char, 
Breathe  rapture  untold,  from  some  hcav'nly  sphere. 

2  'Tis  the  sweet  flowing  music  that  steals  o'er  the 

wave 
Of  Jordan's  lone  river,  as  its  billows  we  brave  ; 
'Tis  the  angels  who  sing  of  the  raptures  in  store 
For  the  ransomed  of  Jesus  on  that  blessed  shore. 

3  A  glimpse  of  bright  glory  now  beams  on  my  sight, 
I  sink  in  sweet  visions  of  heaven's  dawning  light : 
O,  when  shall  I  dwell  in  that  city  so  fair, 

The  pride  of  the  new  earth  :  I  long  to  be  there. 

428  (201)      (Heavenly  Music.)  lis. 

1  A  FOUNTAIN  in  Jesus  which  runs  always  free, 
jLJl  For  washing  and  cleansing  such  sinners  as  we  ! 
Our  sins,  tho' like  crimson,  made  white  as  the  wcol, 
No  lack  in  the  fountain,  but  always  is  lull. 

2  All  things  now  arc  ready,  he  invites  us  to  come, 
The  supper  is  made  by  the  Father  and  Son  ; 
Rich  bounties,  rich  dainties,  here  we  may  receive! 

A  home  in  the  kingdom,  if  we  but  believe. 

3  The  guests  who  were  bidden,  refused  the  call  : 
Fortheywere  not  ready, not  willing  at  all  |  store, 
To  be  stripped  of  their  honor,  and  pari  with  Iheir 
For  a  feast  thai  was  given  and  made  lor  the  poor. 

4  If  they  are  not  ready,  and  wish  to  delay, 
My  house  shall  be  filled,  the  Father  doth  say; 

The  highways  and  hedges,  the  hall  and  the  blind, 
Shall  come  and  be  welcome,  the  supper  is  mine. 
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429  (202)  (Jesus,  Refuge  of  mij  Soul.)  8s  &  7s. 

1  TESUS,  refuge  of  my  soul, 
J  Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  raging  billows  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high ; 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ! 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

O,  receive  me  home  at  last ! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none  ; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee ; 
Leave,  ah,  leave  me  not  alone  ! 

Still  support  and  comfort  me  ; 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing, 

5  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want ; 

All  in  all  in  thee  I  find  ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind* 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

I  am  all  unrighteousness  ; 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin  : 

Let  the  healing  streams  abound ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art ! 
Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  : 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 
Rise  to  all  eternity. 
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HYMNS. 
430     (203)     (Missionary  Hymn.)       8s  &  7s 

1  IT1HE  glorious  day  is  coming, 
JL    The  hour  is  rolling  on, 
Its  radiant  light  is  beaming, 

Resplendent  as  the  sun  ; 
In  yon  bright  clouds  of  heaven 

The  Saviour  will  appear, 
And  gather  all  his  chosen, 

To  meet  him  in  the  air. 

2  Then  fire,  from  God  descending, 

Shall  sweep  this  wide  earth  o'er ; 
And  nations,  loud  lamenting, 

Shall  sink  to  rise  no  more. 
Though  tears  with  groans  are  blended 

Yet  still  in  vain  they  cry, 
The  day  of  hope  is  ended  : 

The  sinner  now  must  die. 

3  But  saints  shall  be  victorious, 

And  joy  to  meet  the  Lord  ; 
An  earth  more  bright  and  glorious 

Is  promised  in  his  word. 
Our  God  himself,  there  reigning, 

Shall  wipe  all  tears  awAy  ; 
No  clouds  or  night  remaining, 

But  one  eternal  day. 

•I  O,  Christian,  wake  from  sleeping, 
And  let  your  works  abound  ; 
Be  watching,  praying,  weeping, 

For  soon  the  trump  will  sound! 
O,  sinner,  hear  the  warning; 

To  Jesus  quickly  fly  ; 
Then  you  on  that  blest  morning 
May  meet  him  in  the  sky  1 
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H  YM^T  S. 

431  (204)      (0  Christian,  Press  On!) 

0  Christian,  press  on,  tho'  the  pathway  appears 
Oft  rugged  and  painful,  and  hard  to  be  trod  ; 
Tho'  the  taunts  of  the  world  ever  fall  on  your  ears, 
You  yet  shall  o'er  come,  thro*  the  mercy  of  God. 
Cho. —  Then  on,  Christian,  on,  for  soon  you  shall  rest, 
Secure  from  all  pain,  in  the  land  of  the  blest. 

2  Tho'  clouds  gather  'round  you  as  onward  you  go, 
And  burdened  your  life  is  with  sorrow  and  care, 
Remember  that  God  never  fails  to  bestow 
Needed  grace  on  his  children,  their  trials  to  bear. 

3  O,  'tis  a  stern  warfare  ;  and  often  it  seems 
That  even  the  bravest  the  fight  must  give  o'er ; 
Yet  he  who  shall  conquer  has  never  had  dreams 
Of  the  glories  that  wait  him  on  heaven's  bright  shore. 

4  Shrink  not  from  the  cross,  tho'  its  weight  be  severe, 
Tho'  friends  may  forsake  you,  tho'  kindred  may  frown, 
Tho'  you  weep  for  its  sake  while  on  earth,  every  tea* 
In  heaven  shall  be  a  bright  gem  in  your  crown. 

432  (205)       {My  Brother,  I  Wish  You  Well!) 

1   "1  /FY  brother,  I  wish  you  well ! 
JLYJL  My  brother,  I  wish  you  well ! 
Cho.  —  When  my  Lord  calls  I  trust  I  shall 
Be  mentioned  in  the  promised  land, 
Be  mentioned  in  the  promised  land, 
Be  mentioned  in  the  promised  land. 

When  my  Lord  calls  I  trust  I  shall 
Be  mentioned  in  the  promised  land. 

7  Young  convert,  &c. 


2  My  sister,  &c. 

3  My  father,  &c. 

4  My  mother,  &c. 

5  My  neighb  >r,  &c. 

6  My  pastor   &c. 


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8  Poor  sinner,  &c. 

9  My  teacher,  &c. 

10  Dear  children,  &c. 

11  Poor  sailor,  &c. 


H  Y  M  IN"  S  . 

45J3      (205)  (Kentucky.)  S.  M. 

1  A    CHARGE  to  keep  I  Lave, 
IjL  A  God  to  glorify  ; 

AY  ho  life  and  all  its  blessings  gave, 
My  love  for  him  to  try. 

2  To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fullil, 
O  may  it  all  my  powers  engage, 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

3  Arm  we  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live  ; 
And  O,  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare, 
A  strict  account  to  give. 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely, 
Assured  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
I  shall  forever  die. 

434     (20G)      (0  Haste!    Take  lie  Home.) 

OGIVE  me  a  home  in  the  regions  of  bliss, 
Where  no  sorrow  shall  ever  invade, 
Where  the  glory  of  Jesus  eternally  is, 

And  the  pilgrim's  deep  woe  is  repaid. 
Cue  —  Take  me  home  to  that  landpf  eternal  delight, 
To  Mount  Zion,  O  haste,  take  me  home,  [while, 
Where  the  pilgrim  shall  walk  with  the  angels  in 
And  from  blessedness  never  shall  roam. 

2  I  have  jewels  most  dear  journeying  on  to  that  land. 
But  they  fade  and  they  die  at  my  side  ;      [hand. 

I  would  bear  them,  dear  Lord,  safely  to  thy  right 

E'er  to  live,  since  a  Saviour  hath  died. 

3  I  have  flowers  that  bloom,  but  they  fade  at  their 

Their  fragrance  refresh  me  no  more,     [birth,— 

I  must  lay  them  away  in  thy  bosom,  0  Earth, 
And  go  on  till  1  gain  the  hlest  shore. 
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HYMNS. 

4  I  am  weary  and  sad,  —  here  death  conquering 
Friends'  presence  can  cheer  me  no  more  ;  [reigns, 

Take  me  home,  where  their  voices  roll  o'er  the  bright 
And  all  their  deep  sorrow  is  o'er.  [plains. 

435  (207)      (Lon0  Time  AfJ°-)  8s  &  4s- 

1  TESUS  died  on  Calv'ry's  mountain, 
J      Long  time  ago  ; 

And  salvation's  rolling  fountain, 
Now  freely  flows, ! 

2  Once  his  voice  in  tones  of  pity, 

Melted  in  wo  ; 
And  he  wept  o'er  Judah's  city, 
Long  time  ago. 

3  Jesus  died  —  yet  lives  forever, 

No  more  to  die  ; 
Bleeding  Jesus,  blessed  Saviour, 
Now  sits  on  high  ! 

4  Now  in  heaven  he's  interceding 

For  dying  men  ; 
Soon  he'll  finish  all  his  pleading, 
And  come  again. 

5  Budding  fig-trees  tell  that  summer 

Dawns  o'er  the  land  ; 
Signs  portend  that  Jesus'  coming 
Is  near  at  hand. 

6  TThen  he  comes,  a  voice  from  heaven 

Shall  pierce  the  tomb  : 
"  Come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father, 
Children,  come  home." 

436  (208)    _  {Bailey.) 

0  HASTE  with  me  to  seek  those  happy  scenesf 
The  land,  the  land  of  endless  light ; 
And  rove  with  me  through  fadeless  green, 
Where  skies  are  ever  bright. 
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And  as  we  view  each  brilliant  ray, 

That  shines  from  every  star, 
We'll  live  and  sing,  in  endless  day, 

In  praise  that  sounds,  that  sounds  afar, 

2  O  then  we'll  sing  the  depth  of  matchless  love, 
Why  Christ,  why  Christ  our  king  was  slain  ; 

As  onward  ages  ceaseless  move, 

Eternally  we'll  reign. 
Come,  Saviour,  let  thy  reign  begin, 

Come,  still  each  note  of  war  ; 
We  sigh  to  sing  an  end  of  sin, 

In  praise  that  sounds,  that  sounds  afar. 

3  Wc  pray  and  long  to  see  the  morning  dawn, 
The  bright,  the  bright  eternal  day, 

When  tears  are  wiped  and  sorrows  gone, 

And  darkness  fled  away. 
May  glowing  love  inspire  our  hearts, 

And  praise  our  tongues  employ  ; 
We'll  watch  and  pray,  till  time  departs, 

Then  strike  the  harps,  the  harps  of  joy. 

437     (209)        {Union  Hymn.)  8». 

1  TTUiOM  whence  doth  this  union  arise, 
X  That  hatred  is  conquered  by  love? 
It  fastens  our  souls  in  such  ties, 

That  nature  and  time  can't  remove. 

2  It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found, 

Nor  yet  in  a  paradise  lost  ; 
It  grows  on  Immanuel's  ground, 
And  Jesus'  dear  blood  it  did  cost. 

3  And  when  we  sliall  sec  the  bright  day, 

When  Jesus  descends  from  above, 
And  angels  his  glory  display, 
We  then  to  his  kingdom  remove. 


HYMNS. 

4  "With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign, 
And  all  his  rich  glory  shall  see ; 
Then  sing  Hallelujah,  Amen  ! 
Amen,  even  so  let  it  be  ! 

438     (21°)     (Sest  for  the  Weary.)      8s  &  7s. 

1  TX  the  Christian's  home  in  glory 
_L  There  remains  a  land  of  rest, 
There  my  Saviour's  gone  before  me, 

To  fulfil  my  soul's  request ; 

Cho.  —  There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 

There  is  rest  for  you — 
On  the  other  side  of  Jordan, 
In  the  sweet  fields  of  Eden, 
Where  the  tree  of  life  is  blooming, 

There  is  rest  for  you. 

2  He  is  fitting  up  my  mansion, 

TVrhich  eternally  shall  stand, 
For  my  stay  shall  riot  be  transient 
In  that  holy,  happy  land. 

3  Pain  and  sickness  ne'er  shall  enter, 

Grief  nor  woe  my  lot  shall  share, 
But  in  that  celestial  centre, 
I  a  crown  of  life  shall  wear. 

4  Death  itself  shall  then  be  vanquished, 

And  his  sting  shall  be  withdrawn ; 
Shout  for  gladness,  O  ye  ransomed! 
Hail  with  joy  the  rising  morn. 

5  Sing,  0  sing,  ye  heirs  of  glory  ; 

Shout  your  triumph  as  you  go  ; 
Zion's  gates  will  open  for  you, 

You  shall  find  an  entrance  through. 
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H  Y  M  ZNT  S . 

439      (211)  {The  Voyage.)  H.  M. 

1  Through  tribulation  deep 

The  way  to  glory  is  ; 
This  stormy  course  I  keep 

O'er  these  tempestuous  seas. 
By  waves  and  winds  I'm  tossed  and  driven, 
Freighted  with  grace,  and  bound  to  heaven. 


2  Sometimes  temptations  blow 

A  dreadful  hurricane  ; 
And  high  the  waters  flow, 

And  o'er  the  sides  break  in. 
But  still  my  little  ship  outbraves 
The  blust'ring  winds  and  surging  waves. 

3  When  I  in  my  distress 

My  anchor,  hope,  can  cast 
Within  the  promises, 

It  holds  my  vessel  fast : 
Safely  she  then  at  anchor  rides, 
'Mid  stormy  winds  and  swelling  tides. 

4  But  when  a  heavenly  breeze 

Springs  up  and  fills  my  sail, 
My  vessel  goes  with  ease 

Before  the  pleasant  gale  ; 
And  runs  as  much  an  hour,  or  more, 
As  in  a  month  or  two  before. 


I    The  Bible  is  my  chart, 
By  it  the  seas  J  know  ; 
I  cannot  with  it  part, 

It  rocks  and  sands  doth  show: 
It  is  a  chart  and  compass  too, 
Whose  needle  points  for  ever  true. 
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HYMNS. 

6  When  through  the  voyage  I  get, 
(Though  rough,  it  is  but  short,) 
The  pilot  angels  meet, 

To  bring  me  into  port : 
And  when  I  land  on  that  blest  shore, 
I  shall  be  safe  for  evermore. 


\  40     (212)        {On  the  Cross.)       7s,  6s  &  8s. 

1  T)EHOLD,  behold !  the  Lamb  of  God, 
I  )  On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 
For  you  he  shed  his  precious  blood, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 
Now  hear  his  all  important  cry, 
"Eloi  lama  sabacthani," 
Draw  near  and  see  your  Saviour  die, 
On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 


2  Behold  !  his  arms  extended  wide, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 
Behold  !  his  bleeding  hands  and  side, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 
The  sun  withholds  its  rays  of  light, 
The  heavens  are  clothed  in  shades  of  night, 
While  Jesus  doth  with  devils  fight, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 


Come,  sinners,  see  him  lifted  up, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 
He  drinks  for  you  the  bitter  cup, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 
To  heaven  he  turns  his  languid  eyes, 
"'Tis  finished,"  now  the  Conqueror  cries, 
Then  bows  his  sacred  head  and  dies, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 
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HYMXS. 

4  'Tis  done  !  the  mighty  deed  is  done, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 
The  rocks  do  rend,  the  mountains  quake, 
While  Jesus  doth  atonement  make, 
While  Jesus  suffers  for  your  sake, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 

5  Where'er  I  go,  I'll  tell  the  story 

Of  the  cross,  of  the  cross. 
In  nothing  else  my  soul  shall  glory, 

Save  the  cross,  save  the  cross. 
Yes,  this  my  constant  theme  shall  be, 
Through  time  and  in  eternity, 
That  Jesus  suffered  death  for  me, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 

6  Let  every  mourner  come  and  cling 

To  the  cross,  to  the  cross. 
Let  every  Christian  come  and  sing, 

Round  the  cross,  round  the  cross. 
Here  let  the  preacher  take  his  stand, 
And  with  the  Bible  in  his  hand, 
Proclaim  the  triumphs  of  the  Lamb, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 

441      (213)  (Sunny-side.)  8s  &  7s. 

1    QWKET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing* 
O   Which  before  the  cross  I  spend  ; 
Life  and  health  and  peace  possessing, 
From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend. 

Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing, 
Willi  my  (ears  his  feet  I'll   bathe; 

Still  in  faith  and  hope  abiding, 
Life  deriving  from  his  death. 
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HYMN  S. 

2  0  how  blessed  is  the  station  ! 

Low  before  the  cross  I'll  lie, 
While  I  see  divine  compassion 

Pleading  in  the  Saviour's  eye  ; 
Here  I'll  sit  forever  viewing 

Mercy  streaming  in  his  blood ; 
Precious  drops,  my  soul  bedewing, 

Plead  and  claim  my  peace  with  God. 

3  Here  it  is  I  find  my -heaven, 

While  upon  the  Lamb  I  gaze ; 
Here  I  see  my  sins  forgiven, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love  and  praise. 
May  I  still  enjoy  this  feeling, 

In  all  need  to  Jesus  go  : 
Prove  each  day  his  blood  more  healing, 

And  himself  more  deeply  know. 

442      (214)      {The  Eden  of  Love.)  P.  M. 

1  We're  bound  for  the  land  of  the  pure  and  the  holy, 
The  home  of  the  happy,  the  kingdom  of  love  ; 

Ye  wand'rers  from  God  in  the  broad  road  of  folly, 
O  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  of  love  ? 

Cho.  —  Will  you  go,  will  you  go,  will  you  go, 
0  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  of  love  ? 

2  In  that  blessed  land  neither  sighing  nor  anguish 
Can  breathe  in  the  fields  where  the  glorified  rove  ; 
Ye  heart-burdened  ones,  who  in  misery  languish  ; 
O  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  of  love  ? 

Cho. — Will  you  go,  &c. 

3  Nor  fraud,  nor  deceit,  nor  the  hand  of  oppression, 
Can  injure  the  dwellers  in  that  holy  grove  ; 

No  wickedness  there,  not  a  shade  of  transgression  ; 
O  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  of  love  ? 
Cho.  —  Will  you  go,  &c. 
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HYMNS. 

4  No  poverty  there  —  no,  the  saints  are  all  wealthy, 
The  heirs  of  his  glory  whose  nature  is  love  ; 

Nor  sickness  can  reach  them,  that  country  is  healthy ; 
O  say,  will  you  go  to  the  Eden  of  love  ? 
Cho.  —  Will  you  go,  &c. 

5  And  yet,  guilty  sinner,  we  would  not  forsake  thee, 
We  halt  yet  a  moment  as  onward  we  move ; 

0  come  to  thy  Lord,  in  his  arms  we  will  take  thee, 
And  bear  thee  along  to  the  Eden  of  love. 

Cho.  —  Will  you  go,  &c. 

443     (215)        (Blessed  Bible.)  8s  &  7s. 

1  7)LESSED  Bible,  how  I  love  it? 
AJ  How  it  doth  my  bosom  cheer  ! 
What  hath  earth  like  this  to  covet  ? 
O  what  stores  of  wealth  are  here  ! 
Man  was  lost  and  doomed  to  sorrow, 
Not  one  ray  of  light  or  bliss 

Could  he  from  earth's  treasures  borrow, 
Till  his  way  was  cheered  by  this ! 

2  Yes,  I'll  to  my  bosom  press  thee, 
Precious  word  !  I'll  hide  thee  here  ! 
Sure  my  very  heart  will  bless  thee, 
For  thou  ever  say'st,  uGood  cheer  ! " 
Speak,  my  heart,  and  tell  thy  pond'rings ; 
Tell  how  far  thy  rovings  led, 

When  this  book  brought  back  thy  wand'rings, 
Speaking  life  as  from  the  dead. 

3  Yes,  sweet  Bible  !  I  will  hide  thee 
Deep,  yes,  deeper  in  this  heart ; 

Thou  through  all  my  life  wilt  guide  me, 
And  in  death  we  will  not  part ! 
Tart  in  death  !   no,  never,  never! 
Through  death's  vale  I'll  lean  on  thee ; 
Then  in  brighter  worlds,  forever, 
Sweeter  far  thy  truths  shall  be. 
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HYMNS. 
444     (215)  {Meet  Again.)  7s. 


■i 


Meet  again  to  part  no  more  ; 
How  it  cheers  the  drooping  heart, 
When  from  friends  we're  called  to  part# 

2  Meet  again  where  endless  joy 
We  shall  taste  without  alloy  ; 

Meet  where  songs  shall  ne'er  grow  old, 
Sweetly  tuned  to  harps  of  gold. 

3  Meet  again,  how  passing  sweet, 
Friends  long  lost  again  to  meet ; 
Care-worn  souls  by  tempest  driven, 
0  how  sweet  to  meet  in  heaven. 

445      (216)      {Homeward  Bound.) 

1  fYUT  on  the  ocean  all  boundless  we  ride, 

\J  We're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bound ; 
Tossed  on  the  waves  of  a  rough  restless  tide, 

We're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bound  ; 
Far  from  the  safe,  quiet  harbor  we've  rode, 
Seeking  our  Father's  celestial  abode, 
Promise  of  which  on  us  each  he  bestowed, 

We're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bound. 

2  Wildly  the  storm  sweeps  us  on  as  it  roars, 

We're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bound  ; 
Look  !  yonder  lie  the  bright  heavenly  shores, 

We're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bound  ; 
Steady,  O  pilot !  stand  firm  at  the  wheel, 
Steady  !  we  soon  shall  outweather  the  gale, 
O,  how  we  fly  'neath  the  loud  creaking  sail, 

We're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bound. 

3  Into  the  harbor  of  heaven  now  we  glide, 

We  're  home  at  last,  home  at  last ; 
Softly  we  drift  on  its  bright  silver  tide, 
We're  home  at  last,  home  at  last. 
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HYMNS. 

Glory  to  God  !  all  our  dangers  arc  o'er. 

We  stand  secure  on  the  glorified  shore, 

Glory  to  God,  we  shall  shout  evermore, 

We're  home  at  last,  home  at  last. 

446  (216)      {Homeward  Bound.) 

HARK,  from  the  realms  of  the  blest  bursts  a  tong, 
Worthy  the  Lamb  that  was  slain, 
Thousands  of  angels  the  anthem  prolong, 

Worthy  the  Lamb  that  was  slain, 
Loud  as  the  thunders  that  mightily  roar  ; 
Loud  as  the  billows  that  break  on  the  shore  ; 
Sweet  as  the  notes  which  heaven's  harpers  do  pour, 
Worthy  the  Lamb  that  was  slain. 

2  We  here  on  earth  would  assist  in  the  strain, 
Worthy  the  Lamb  that  was  slain  : 

We  would  take  up  the  glad  anthem  again, 

Worthy  the  Lamb  that  was  slain  ; 
He  hath  redeemed  us  from  sin  and  from  woe, 
Taught  us  his  mercy  and  glory  to  know, 
Ever  his  rapturous  praise  we  would  show  ; 

Worthy  the  Lamb  that  was  slain. 

3  Soon  shall  we  shout  by  the  side  of  our  King, 
Worthy  the  Lamb  that  was  slain  ; 

Soon  with  the  angels  his  praise  we  shall  sing, 

Worthy  the  Lamb  that  was  slain  ; 
Soon  in  his  glory  and  power  he  shall  come, 
Soon  shall  he  gather  his  ransomed  ones  honi3 ; 
Then  shall  we  shout  as  we  sit  on  his  throne, 

Worthy  the  Lamb  that  was  slain. 

447  (217)  (Swllzcr.)  8s  &  7s.    , 
1     11/ EABY  pilgrim,  why  this  sadness? 

V  Y     Why  'mid  sorrow's  scones  decline? 
The  ^  trial  Btrange"  brings  joy  and  gladness 
For  all  things  shall  ycl  be  thine  ; 
O,  y^:^  all  things  shall  yet  be  thine  I 
2(30 


HYMNS. 

2*  Earth  anew,  with  robe  of  glory, 
Shall  rejoice  in  hill  and  vale  ; 
And  sweetest  harpings  tell  the  story 
Of  the  love  that  could  not  fail ; 
0,  yes,  the  love  that  could  not  fail ! 

3  Thou  shalt  range  the  fields  of  pleasure, 

Where  joy's  gushing  songs  arise  ; 
Thou  shalt  have  all  thy  well-stored  treasure 
In  the  New  Earth,  Paradise  ; 
Yes,  in  the  New  Earth,  Paradise ! 

4  "Weary  pilgrim,  leave  thy  sadness, 

To  Mount  Zion  thou  art  come  ; 
Now  swell  thy  songs  of  joy  and  gladness, 
And  rejoice  in  thy  blest  home  ; 
Thine  own  and  Jesus'  heavenly  home  ! 

448     (217)  (Siuitzer.)  8s  &  7s. 

1  II  ARK  !  an  awful  voice  is  sounding : 
_D_  "  Christ  is  nigh  !"  it  seems  to  say  ; 
M  Cast  away  the  dreams  of  darkness, 

O  ye  children  of  the  day." 

2  Startled  at  the  solemn  warning, 

Let  the  earth-bound  soul  arise  ; 

Christ,  her  Sun,  all  sloth  dispelling, 

Shines  upon  the  morning  skies. 

3  Lo,  the  Lamb,  so  long  expected, 

Comes  with  pardon  down  from  heaven ; 
Let  us  haste  with  tears  of  sorrow, 
One  and  all,  to  be  forgiven. 

4  So  when  next  he  comes  in  glory, 

Wrapping  all  the  earth  in  fear, 
May  he  then  as  our  Defender, 
On  the  clouds  of  heaven  appear. 
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HYMNS. 

449  (217)  (Switzer.)  8s  &  76. 

1  p  ENTtT,  Lord,  0  gently  lead  us 
vT  Through  this  lonely  vale  of  tears. 
And,  O  Lord,  in  mercy  give  us 

Thy  rich  grace  in  all  our  fears. 
O  refresh  us  with  thy  blessing, 

O  refresh  us  with  thy  grace  ; 
May  thy  mercies,  never  ceasing, 

Fit  us  for  thy  dwelling  place. 

2  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near, 
Suffer  not  our  hearts  to  languish, 

Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear. 
When  this  mortal  life  is  ended, 

Bid  us  in  thine  arms  to  rest, 
Till  by  angel  bands  attended, 

We  awake  among  the  blest. 

450  (218)  i1  Love  Thee!)  P.  M. 

1  T  LOVE  thee,  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  my  Lord  ; 
JL  I  love  thee,  my  Saviour  ;  I  love  thee,  my  God  ; 
I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  and  that  thou  dost  know  ; 
But  how  much  I  love  thee,  I  never  can  show. 

2  I'm  happy,  I'm  happy,  O,  wondrous  account ! 
My  joys  are  immortal,  I  stand  on  the  mount ! 
I  gaze  on  my  treasure,  and  long  to  be  there, 
With  Jesus  and  angels,  my  kindred  so  dear. 

3  O  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  with  thee  I  am  blest ! 
My  life  and  salvation,  my  joy  and  my  rest ! 
Thy  name  be  my  theme,  and  thy  love  be  my  song, 
Thy  grace  shall  inspire  both  my  heart   and   my 

tongue. 

4  0,who\slikemy  Savior?  He's  Salem's  bright  King; 
He  smiles,  and  he  loves  me,  and  learns  me  to  sing  ; 
I'll  praise  him,  I'll  praise  him,  with  notes  loud 

and  shrill, 
While  rivers  of  pleasure  my  spirit  do  fill. 
2G2 


451  (218)  {I Love  Thee!)  V.  M. 

1  T'M  weary  of  straying —  0  when  shall  I  rest 
X  In  that  promised  land  of  the  good  and  the  blest, 

Where  sin  shall  no  longer  her  blandishments  spread, 
And  tears  and  temptations  forever  are  fled. 

2  I'm  weary  of  sighing  o'er  sorrows  of  earth, 
O'er  joys'  glowing  visions  that  fade  at  their  birth  ; 
O'er  the  pangs  of  the  loved  that  we  cannot  assuage, 
O'er  the  blightings  of  youth,  and  the  weakness 

of  age. 

3  I'm  weary  of  hoping,  where  hope  is  untrue, 
As  fair  but  as  fleeting  as  morning's  bright  dew  ; 
I  long  for  that  land  whose  blest  promise  alone 
Is  changeless,  and  sure  as  eternity's  throne. 

4  I'm  weary  of  loving,  where  all  pass  away, 
The  brightest  and  fairest,  alas  !  cannot  stay  ; 

I  long  for  that  land  where  these  partings  are  o'er, 
Where  death  and  the  tomb  can  divide  us  no  more  ! 

452  (219)        (Peace  to  Thee.)  7s  &  5s. 

1  T)EACE  to  thee,  O  favored  one, 

JL    Weeping  thus  before  the  throne, 
O'er  the  ills  that  thou  hast  done, 

With  relenting  sighs  : 
While  thy  heart  with  grief  is  riven, 
All  thy  follies  are  forgiven : 
And  beneath  a  smiling  heaven. 

Light  will  soon  arise. 

2  Earthly  joys  to  thee  are  dross, 
Earthly  gain  is  heavenly  loss, 
Look  upon  the  bleeding  cross, 

View  the  victim  there  : 
He  that  for  thy  sins  hath  died, 
Bids  thee  in  his  love  confide ; 
Trust  in  him  and  none  beside, 

He  will  hear  thy  prayer. 
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HYMNS. 

3  From  the  Saviour's  smiling  face, 
Flows  the  plenitude  of  grace  ; 
Pardon,  life,  and  heavenly  peace, 

Like  the  ocean's  wave  : 
He  the  righteous  law  obeyed, 
He  hath  full  atonement  made, 
Let  thy  soul  on  him  be  stayed, 
He  is  strong  to  save. 

453     (220)     {The  Christian  Soldier.)     C.  M. 

1  T/TE  valiant  soldiers  of  the  cross 

JL    Ye  happy  praying  band, 
Though  in  this  world  you  suffer  loss, 
Press  on  to  Canaan's  land ; 

Cho.  —  Let  us  never  mind  the  scoffs  nor  the  frowns 
For  we've  all  got  the  cross  to  bear  ;     [of  the  world, 
It  will  only  make  the  crown  the  brighter  to  shine, 
When  we  have  the  crown  to  wear. 

2  All  earthly  pleasures  we'll  forsake, 

When  heaven  appears  in  view, 
In  Jesus'  strength  we'll  undertake, 
To  fight  our  passage  through  ; 
Cho.  —  Let  us  never  mind  the  scoffs,  &c. 

.    3  O  what  a  glorious  shout  there'll  bo 
When  we  arrive  at  home, 
Our  friends  and  Jesus  we  shall  see, 
And  God  shall  say,  "  Well  done:" 
Clio. — Let  us  never  mind  the  scoffs,  &c. 


454      (221)  (Bculah.)  C.  M. 

)RIGI1T  flowing  fountains  now  I  sec, 
From  Beulah's  peaceful  land, 
Were  I  a  wand'ring  dove  I'd  fly, 
And  by  those  Waters  stand. 
2G4 


B' 


2  O,  angel-pinions,  come  to  me  ! 

And  bear  me  soon  away, 
For  I  would  dwell  by  Life's  fair  tree, 
Whence  J  shall  never  stray  ! 

3  Fair  Eden  bowers  glad  I  see  — 

There  sweetly  I  would  rest ; 
I'm  longing,  longing  there  to  be, 
With  all  the  white-robed,  blest ! 

4  My  Saviour's  love,  I  would  explore 

That  overflowing  sea ! 
O,  I  would  dwell  forevermore, 
Fast  by  Life's  verdant  tree  ! 

455     (221)  {Resolve.)  6s  &  7s. 

1  T'LL  try  to  prove  faithful, 
X  I'll  try  to  prove  faithful, 

Fll  try  to  prove  faithful,  faithful,  faithful, 
Till  we  all  arrive  at  home. 

2  O,  let  us  prove  faithful,  &c. 
Till  we  all  arrive  at  home. 

3  We  mean  to  be  faithful,  &c. 
Till  we  all  arrive  at  home. 

4  There'll  be  no  more  sinning,  &c. 
When  we  all  arrive  at  home. 

5  There'll  be  no  more  sorrow,  &c. 
When  we  all  arrive  at  home. 

6  Then  we  shall  see  Jesus,  &c. 
When  we  all  arrive  at  home. 

7  There  we  shall  sing  praises,  &c. 
When  we  all  arrive  at  home. 

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456     (222)      (Mantua.)      7s  &  4s.     Peculiab. 


•c 


HILD  of  sin  and  sorrow, 
Filled  with  dismay, 
Wait  not  for  to-morrow, 
Yield  thee  to-day. 
Heaven  bids  thee  come, 
While  yet  there 's  room  ; 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 
Hear  and  obey. 

2  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 
Why  wilt  thou  die  ? 
Come,  whilst  thou  canst  borrow 
Help  from  on  high. 
Grieve  not  that  love, 
Which  from  above, 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 

Would  bring  thee  nigh. 

8  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 
Lift  up  thine  eye  ! 
Soon  will  dawn  the  morrow, 
Jesus  is  nigh ! 
In  that  bright  home, 
Graven  thy  name  : 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 
Swift  homeward  fly. 

4  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 
Where  wilt  thou  be? 
In  that  long  to-morrow, 
Eternity. 
Driven  from  home, 
Destruction  will  come; 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 
Where  wilt  thou  flee? 
2GG 


HYMNS. 

457  (222)         {Tranquillity.)  L.  M. 

1  A  WAY,  my  doubts,  begone  my  fears, 
1A_  The  wonders  of  the  Lord  appear, 

The  wonders  that  my  Saviour  wrought ; 
O  how  delightful  is  the  thought ! 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  love, 
"When  first  my  heart  was  drawn  above ; 
When  first  I  saw  my  Saviour's  face, 
And  triumphed  in  his  pard'ning  grace. 

2  Pursue,  my  thoughts,  this  pleasing  theme, 
'T  was  not  a  fancy  nor  a  dream  ; 

'Twas  grace  descending  from  the  skies, 
And  shall  be  marv'lous  in  my  eyes  ; 
Long  had  I  mourn' d  like  one  forgot, 
Long  had  my  soul  for  comfort  sought, 
Jesus  was  witness  to  my  tears, 
And  Jesus  sweetly  calmed  my  fears. 

3  The  world  with  all  its  pomp  withdrew, 
And  was  as  nothing  in  my  view ; 
Redeeming  grace  was  all  my  theme, 
And  life  appeared  an  idle  dream. 
These  are  the  wonders  I  record, 

The  marvellous  goodness  of  the  Lord  ; 
O  for  a  tongue  to  speak  his  praise, 
And  tell  the  triumphs  of  his  grace  ! 

458  (224)  {Sweet  Home.)  lis. 

"II  TID  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature  complaints. 
JjjL  How  sweet  to  my  soul  is  communion  with  saints  ! 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's  room, 
And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home  ! 

Home,  home  !   sweet,  sweet  home  ! 
Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  glory,  my  home. 
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EC  Y  M  IN-  S  . 

2  Sweet  bonds  that  unite  all  the  children  of  peace  ; 
And  thrice  precious  Jesus,  whose  love  cannot  cease  ; 
Though  oft  from  thy  presence  in  sadness  I  roam, 

I  long  to  behold  thee,  in  glory,  at  home. 

Home,  home  !   sweet,  sweet  home  ! 
Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  glory,  my  home. 

3  I  sigh  from  this  body  of  sin  to  be  free, 
Which  hinders  my  joy  and  communion  with  thee  ; 
Though  now  my  temptations  like  billows  may  foam, 
All,  all  will  be  peace,  when  I'm  with  thee  at  home. 

Home,  home  !  sweet,  sweet  home  ! 
Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  glory,  my  home. 

4  While  here  in  the  valley  of  conflict  I  stay, 
O  give  me  submission  and  strength  as  my  day  ; 
In  all  my  afflictions  to  thee  would  I  come, 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home. 

Home,  home  !  sweet,  sweet  home  ! 
Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  glory,  my  home. 


459     (225)  (Sweet  Home.)  lis. 

THE  pleasures  of  earth  I  have  seen  fade  away  ; 
They  bloom  for  a  season,  but  soon  they  decay  ; 
But  pleasures  more  lasting  in  Jesus  are  given, 
Salvation  on  earth,  and  the  kingdom  of  heaven. 

Home,  home  !  sweet,  sweet  home  ! 
The  saints  in  those  mansions  arc  ever  at  home. 

2  Allure  me  no  longer,  ye  false  glowing  charms  ; 
The  Saviour  invites  me,  I'll  go  to  his  arms  ; 
At  the  banquet  of  mercy  1  hear  there  is  room  ; 
O  there  may  I  feast  with  his  children  at  home  ! 

Home,  home!   sweet,  sweet  home! 
O  Jesus,  conduct  me,  I  pray,  to  my  home  ! 
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HYMNS. 

3  Farewell,  Tain  amusements,  my  follies,  adieu, 
While  Jesus,  his  kingdom  and  glory  I  view  ; 

I  feast  on  the  pleasures  that  flow  from  his  throne, 
The  foretaste  divine  of  my  heavenly  home. 

Home,  home  !  sweet,  sweet  home  ! 
O  when  shall  I  share  the  fruition  of  home  ! 

4  The  days  of  my  exile  are  passing  away ; 
The  time  is  approaching  when  Jesus  will  say, 

"  Well  done,  faithful  servant,  sit  down  on  my  throne, 
And  dwell  in  my  presence,  forever  at  home." 

Home,  home  !  sweet,  sweet  home  ! 
0  there  shall  I  rest  with  the  Saviour  at  home. 

5  Affliction  and  sorrow  and  death  shall  be  o'er ; 
The  saints  shall  unite  to  be  parted  no  more  ; 
Their  loud  hallelujahs  fill  heaven's  high  dome  ; 
They  dwell  with  the  Saviour,  forever  at  home. 

Home,  home  !  sweet,  sweet  home  ! 
They  dwell  with  the  Saviour,  forever  at  home. 

46Q     (225)       (Lovehj  31orning.)  6s  &  5s. 

1  fTIHE  last  lovely  morning, 
JL  All  blooming  and  fair, 
Is  fast  onward  fleeting, 

And  soon  will  appear ; 
While  the  mighty,  mighty,  mighty  trimp  sounds 
"  Come,  come  away  !  " 
0  !  let  us  be  ready 
To  hail  the  glad  day. 

2  And  when  that  bright  morning 

In  splendor  shall  dawn, 
Our  tears  will  be  ended, 
Our  sorrows  all  gone  : 
While  the  mighty,  mighty,  mighty  trump,  &c« 

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H  YMNS. 

8  The  Bridegroom  from  glory 
To  earth  shall  descend  ; 
Ten  thousand  bright  angels 
Around  him  attend  ; 
While  the  mighty,  mighty,  mighty  trump,  &c. 

4  The  graves  will  be  opened, 

The  dead  will  arise, 
And  with  the  Redeemer 
Mount  up  to  the  skies  ; 
While  the  mighty,  mighty,  mighty  trump,  &c. 

5  The  saints  then  immortal, 

In  glory  shall  reign  ; 
The  Bride  with  the  Bridegroom 
Forever  remain  ; 
While  the  mighty,  mighty,  mighty  trump,  &c. 

461      (22G)       {Lift  Your  Heads.)     8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  T  IFT  your  heads,  ye  friends  of  Jesus, 
,1  1  Partners  in  his  patience  here  ; 
Christ,  to  all  believers  precious, 

Lord  of  Lords,  shall  soon  appear. 

Mark  the  tokens, 
Of  his  heavenly  kingdom  near. 

2  Hear  all  nature's  groans  proclaiming 

Nature's  swift  approaching  doom  1 
War,  and  pestilence,  and  famine, 
Signify  the  wrath  to  come  ; 

Cleaves  the  centre, 
Nations  rush  into  the  tomb. 

8  Close  behind  the  tribulation 

Of  the  last  tremendous  days, 
See  the  flaming  Revelation  ! 
Sec  the  universal  blaze  I 

Earth  and  heaven 
Melt  before  the  Judge's  face, 
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EL  Y  >I  1ST  S  . 

Sun  and  moon  are  both  confounded, 
Darkened  into  blackest  night, 

When  with  angel-hosts  surrounded, 
In  his  Father's  glory  bright, 

Beams  the  Saviour, 
Shines  the  everlasting  light. 


See  the  stars  from  heaven  falling ! 

Hark  !  on  earth  the  doleful  cry  ! 
Men  on  rocks  and  mountains  calling, 

While  the  awful  Judge  draws  nigh ; 
Hide  us,  hide  us, 

Rocks  and  mountains,  from  his  eye  I 


With  what  different  exclamation 
Shall  the  saints  his  banner  see  ! 

By  the  monuments  of  his  passion, 
By  the  marks  received  for  me  ! 

All  discern  him, 
All  with  shouts  cry  out  —  "  'Tis  He 


"Lo!  'tis  He  !  our  heart's  desire, 
Come  for  his  espoused  below  ; 

Come  to  join  us  with  the  choir, 
Come  to  make  our  joys  o'erflow  j 

Palms  of  victory, 
Crowns  of  glory  to  bestow." 


8  Yes,  the  prize  shall  sure  be  given ; 
We  his  open  face  shall  see : 
Love,  the  earnest  of  our  heaven, 
Love  our  full  reward  shall  be ; 

Love  shall  crown  us 
Kings  through  all  eternity. 
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H  Y  inx  jst  s . 

462  (2^6)  {Ganges.')  C.  P.  M. 

1  f\  GOD,  my  inmost  soul  convert, 

\J  And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  tilings  impress  ; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  tremble  on  the  brink  of  fate, 

And  wake  to  righteousness. 

2  Before  me  place,  in  dread  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar  ; 
Aud  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  1  be  there 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom? 

3  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  serious  industry  and  fear, 

Eternal  bliss  t'  insure  ; 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil, 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure. 

463  (227)  (Ganges.)  C.  P.  M. 

1  /HOME  on,  my  partners  in  distress, 

\J  My  comrades  through  this  wilderness, 

W  ho  still  your  bodies  feel : 
Awhile  forget  your  grid's  and  fears, 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 

To  that  celestial  hill. 

2  Who  suller  with  our  Master  here, 
Shall  soon  before  his  face  appear, 

And  by  his  side  sit  down  ; 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure, 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown. 
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HYMNS. 

$  Thrice  blessed,  bliss-inspiring  hope, 
It  lifts  the  fainting  spirit  up, 

It  brings  to  life  the  dead ; 
Our  conflicts  here  shall  soon  be  past, 
And  you  and  I  ascend  at  last, 

To  meet  our  living  Head. 

464  (227)  {Ganges.)  C.  P.  M. 

1  fTIELL  me  no  more  of  earthly  toys, 
X   Of  sinful  mirth  and  carnal  joys, 

The  things  I  loved  before  ; 
Let  me  but  view  my  Saviour's  face, 
And  feel  his  animating  grace, 

And  I  desire  no  more. 

2  Tell  me  no  more  of  fame  and  wealth, 
Of  careless  ease  and  blooming  health, 

For  they  have  all  their  snares  ; 
Let  me  but  know  my  sins  forgiven, 
And  see  my  name  enrolled  in  heaven, 

And  I  am  free  from  cares. 

3  Give  me  a  Bible  in  my  hand, 
A  heart  to  read  and  understand 

That  sure,  unerring  word ; 
I'd  urge  no  company  to  stay, 
But  sit  alone  from  day  to  day, 

And  converse  with  the  Lord. 

465  (228)         (WiUoughby.)  C.  P.  M. 

1   QALEM'S  great  King,  Jesus  by  name, 
O  In  ancient  time  to  Jordan  came, 

All  righteousness  to  fill ; 
'Twas  there  the  ancient  Baptist  stood, 
Whose  name  was  John,  a  man  of  God, 
To  do  his  Master's  will. 
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H  Y  M  1ST  S  . 

Down  in  old  Jordan's  rolling  stream 
The  Baptist  led  the  holy  Lamb, 

And  there  did  him  baptize  ; 
Jehovah  saw  his  darling  Son, 
And  was  well  pleased  with  what  he'd  done, 

And  owned  him  from  the  skies. 


3  This  is  my  Son,  Jehovah  cries  ; 
On  him  to  rest  the  Spirit  flies : 

O  children,  hear  ye  him  ! 
Hark  !  't  is  his  voice  ;  behold,  he  cries : 
Repent,  believe,  and  be  baptized, 

And  wash  away  your  sin  ! 

4  Come,  children,  come  ;  his  voice  obey ; 
Salem's  bright  King  has  marked  the  way, 

And  has  a  crown  prepared ; 
O  then  arise  and  give  consent, 
Walk  in  the  way  that  Jesus  went, 

And  have  the  great  reward ! 

466      (201)      (Solemn  Inquiry.)  C.  P.  M. 

1  11  THEN  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt  come, 
Y  V    To  call  thy  ransomed  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stand  ! 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, . 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand? 

2  I  love  to  meet  among  them  now, 
Before  thy  gracious  throne  to  bow, 

Though  weakest  of  them  all ; 
But  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought, 
To  have  my  worthless  name  left  out, 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call? 
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H  YMIST  s. 

3  Prevent,  prevent  it,  by  thy  grace  ! 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  my  hiding-place, 

In  that  expected  day  : 
Thy  pard'ning  voice,  O  let  me  hear, 
To  still  each  unbelieving  fear, 

Xor  let  me  fall,  I  pray  ! 

i   Among  thy  saints  let  me  be  found, 

Whene'er  the  archangel's  trump  shall  souid, 

To  see  thy  smiling  face  ; 
Then  loudest  of  the  throng  I'll  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 

With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace. 


467     (229)  (Calvary.)  L.  M 

1  'FT!  IS  finished  !"  so  the  Saviour  cried, 

JL   And  meekly  bowed  his  head  and  died  \ 
"'Tis  finished  !  "  yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  vict'ry  won. 

2  "Tis  finished  !"  all  that  heaven  foretold, 
By  prophets  in  the  days  of  old ; 

And  truths  are  opened  to  our  view, 
That  kings  and  prophets  never  knew. 

3  "Tis  finished!"  Son  of  God,  thy  power 
Hath  triumphed  in  this  awful  hour ; 
And  yet  our  eyes  with  sorrow  see 

That  life  to  us  was  death  to  thee. 


"'Tis  finished  !"  let  the  joyful  sound 
Be  heard  through  all  the  nations  'round ; 
"  'Tis  finished  !"  let  the  triumph  rise, 
And  swell  the  chorus  of  the  skies. 
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HYMNS. 

468     (23°)        (AU  is  WetL)       10s,  3s  &  8s. 


feel  thy  love, 


1  II  TY  Father,  God!  I  feel,  I 
1>1  All  is  well—  all  is  well. 
My  heart  is  fixed,  is  fixed  on  things  above, 

All  is  well  —  all  is  well. 
From  henceforth  all  for  Christ  I  give, 
Resolved  in  him  to  die  or  live, 
And  he  hath  promised  to  receive, 

All  is  well — all  is  well. 

2  This  perfect  love  is  perfect,  perfect  bliss, 

All  is  well — all  is  well. 
O  what  a  joy,  a  heartfelt  joy  is  this  ; 

All  is  well  —  all  is  well. 
To  hear  him  whisper,  Thou  art  mine, 
And  all  in  me,  my  child,  is  thine, 
O  these  are  triumphs  all  divine, 

All  is  well — all  is  well. 

3  Ah,  what  is  earth,  is  earth,  when  I  can  sing 

All  is  well  —  all  is  well. 
Dark,  dark,  the  joys  that  she  can  bring, 

All  is  well  —  all  is  well. 
There  all  is  transport,  light  and  rest, 
Then,  then  I  am  supremely  blest, 
With  Christ  and  all  in  him  possest, 

All  is  well  —  all  is  well. 

4  Hark  !  duty  calls,  it  calls,  and  I  obey, 

All  is  well  —  all  is  well. 
What  though  the  cross,  the  cross  lies  in  the  way? 

All  is  well  —  all  is  well. 
Though  fearful  nature  shrinking  stand, 
Lord,  I  am  thine,  and,  in  thy  hand, 
I'll  follow  on  if  thou  command, 

All  is  well  —  all  is  well. 
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HY  MISTS. 

5  Rise,  rise,  my  soul,  and  onward,  onward  still, 

All  is  will  —  all  is  well. 
God  shall  with  all,  with  all  his  fullness  fill, 

All  is  well  —  all  is  well. 
Stronger  than  death,  his  love  to  thee, 
And  thou  to  all  eternity 
A  monument  of  grace  shalt  be, 

All  is  well  —  all  is  well. 

469      (231)        (Lutherls  Hymn.)  P.M. 

1  p  REAT  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear  ! 
\J  The  end  of  things  created  ! 

The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated : 
The  trumpet  sounds,  the  graves  restore 
The  dead  which  they  contained  before  : 

Prepare,  my  soul,  to  meet  him. 

2  The  dead  in  Christ  shall  first  arise, 

At  the  last  trumpet's  sounding, 
Caught  up  to  meet  him  in  the  skies, 

With  joy  their  Lord  surrounding, 
No  gloomy  fears  their  souls  dismay, 
His  presence  sheds  eternal  day 

On  those  prepared  to  meet  him. 

3  But  sinners  filled  with  guilty  fears, 

Behold  his  wrath  prevailing  ; 
For  they  shall  rise  and  find  their  tears 

And  sisrhs  are  unavailing : 
The  day  of  grace  is  past  and  gone  ; 
Trembling  they  stand  before  the  throne, 

All  unprepared  to  meet  him. 

4  Great  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear  I 

The  end  of  things  created ! 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 
On  clouds  of  glory  seated : 
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HYMHSTS. 

Beneath  his  cross  I  view  the  day 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 
And  thus  prepare  to  meet  him. 

470     (232)     (Praise.)   {Lily  Dale.) 

1  TN  the  rosy  light  of  the  morning  bright, 
JL  Lift  the  voice  of  praise  on  high  ; 

From  the  lips  of  youth  to  the  God  of  truth, 
Let  the  joyful  echoes  fly. 

Cho. —  Sing  praises,  glad  praises  ; 

Sing,  children,  sing ; 
Let  your  songs  arise  to  the  lofty  skies, 

And  exult  in  God  our  King. 

2  As  he  looked  in  love  from  the  world  above, 

Our  distresses  filled  his  eye  ; 
And,  a  world  to  save,  his  own  Son  he  gave, 
On  the  bloody  tree  to  die. 
Sing  praises,  &c. 

3  Let  his  praise  be  spread,  for  the  Lamb  who  bled 

To  deliver  us  from  woe  ; 
He  endured  the  cross,  the  disgrace,  the  loss  ;  — 
Let  his  praises  forever  flow  ! 
Sing  praises,  &c. 

4  Now,  exalted  high,  o'er  the  earth  and  sky, 

He  delights  in  mercy  still ; 
Bends  his  gracious  car,  our  requests  to  hear, 
And  our  longing  souls  to  fill. 
Sing  praises,  &c. 

£  On  the  cross  he  hung  for  the  old  and  young, 
But  he  loves  the  children  best ; 
To  his  arm  we'll  fly,  on  his  grace  rely, 
And  secure  his  promised  rest. 
Sing  praises,  &c. 
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H  Y  M.N  S. 

471      (283)  (Praise.) 

10  !  the  time  hastens  on. soon  the  morning  will  dawn, 
J  When  the  King  shall  in  glory  descend  ; 
We  expect  soon  to  join  all  the  bright,  holy  throng, 
In  the  kingdom  that  never  shall  end. 

Cho.  —  0,  Saviour  !  dear  Saviour  !0,  Saviour  come  ! 
Here  we  mourn  and  we  sigh,  and  we  still  ever  cry, 
Come  and  gather  the  faithful  home. 

2  All  the  Prophets  of  old  saw  a  beautiful  world, 
And  they  looked  for  the  same  with  delight ; 

And  Apostles  have  told  of  a  city  of  gold, 
Where  the  Lamb  is  its  glorious  light. 
0,  Saviour,  &c. 

3  O,  we  long  to  be  there,  where  no  sorrow  or  care 
Can  disturb  that  sweet,  heavenly  rest ; 

And  we  hope  soon  to  share  in  those  beauties  so  rare, 
In  reserve  for  the  good  and  the  blest. 
O,  Saviour,  &c. 

4  Soon  our  friends  we  shall  meet,  and  our  lovely  ones 
Who  so  long  have  been  slumb'ring  in  dust ;  [greet, 

'Twill  be  joyful  and  sweet,when  salvation's  complete, 
To  unite  with  the  glad,  ransomed  host. 
0,  Saviour,  etc. 

5  Lo  !  the  Bridegroom  is  near,  sweetly  falls  on  the  ear, 
Rousing  up  all  the  virgins  who  sleep  ; 

He  will  shortly  appear,  and  he'll  wipe  every  tear 
From  his  dear  mourning  children  that  weep. 
0,  Saviour,  &c. 

472      (233)  (Praise.) 

THERE 'S  a  good  time  coming,  it  hasteth  nigh, 
When  the  pilgrim  shall  be  blessed  ; 
When  Christ  shall  reign  o'er  all  the  earth, 
And  give  the  promised  rest. 
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HYMNS. 

Cho.  — Then  hasten,  Lord,  hasten  the  glorious  day, 
When  the  saints  shall  possess  thy  kingdom,  O  Lord, 
And  thy  will  on  earth  be  done. 

2  There's  a  good  time  coming,  when  the  curse  shall 

And  the  tree  of  life  shall  grow  ;  [cease, 

When  the  earth  shall  smile  in  Eden  bloom, 
And  the  healing  stream  shall  flow. 
Then  hasten,  &c. 

3  There's  a  good  time  comings  a  glorious  day, 

When  the  righteous  millions  slain 
Shall  awake  to  immortality, 
And  with  Christ  forever  reign. 
Then  hasten,  &c. 

4t  There's  a  good  time  coming,  when  the  tyrant  shall 
And  the  captive  shall  go  free,  [cease, 

When  Christ  shall  rule  in  righteousness, 
And  judge  with  equity. 
Then  hasten,  &c. 

5  There's  a  good  time  coming,  when  the  meek  shall 
That  the  earth's  dread  night  is  o'er,      [rejoice 
And  sickness  and  death,  oppression  and  sin, 
Shall  be  feared  nor  felt  no  more. 
Then  hasten,  &c. 

473      (234)      (Old  Church  Yard.)  P.  M. 

1    T7DU  will  see  your  Lord  a  coming, 
X    You  will  see  your  Lord  a  comiug, 
You  will  see  your  Lord  a  coming : 
While  the  old  church  yards 
Hear  the  baud  of  music, 
Hear  the  band  of  music 
Hear  the  band  of  music* 
Which  is  sounding  through  the  air 
280 


HYMNS. 

2  Gabriel  sounds  Lis  mighty  trumpet,  &c. 

Through  the  old  church-yards, 
While  the  band  of  music,  &c. 

Shall  be  sounding  through  the  air. 

3  He'll  awake  all  the  nations,  &c, 

From  the  old  church-yards, 
While  the  band  of  music,  &c. 

Shall  be  sounding  through  the  air. 

4  There  will  be  a  mighty  wailing,  &c. 

At  the  old  church-yards, 
While  the  band  of  music,  &c. 

Shall  be  sounding  through  the  air. 

5  O  sinner,  you  will  tremble,  &c. 

At  the  old  church-yards, 
While  the  band  of  music,  &c. 

Shall  be  sounding  through  the  air. 

6  You  will  flee  to  rocks  and  mountains,  &c. 

From  the  old  church-yards, 
While  the  band  of  music,  &c. 

Shall  be  sounding  through  the  air. 

7  You  will  see  the  saints  arising,  &c. 

From  the  old  church-yards, 
While  the  band  of  music,  &c. 

Shall  be  sounding  through  the  air. 

8  Angels  bear  them  to  the  Saviour,  &>c. 

From  the  old  church-yards, 
While  the  band  of  music,  &c. 

Shall  be  sounding  through  the  air. 

9  Then  we'll  shout,  our  sufferings  over,  &c. 

From  the  old  church-yards, 
While  the  band  of  music,  &c, 

Shall  be  sounding  through  the  air. 
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HYMNS. 

474  (235J        {Expostulation.)  lis. 

OTURN  ye,  O  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die? 
When  God  in  great  mercy  is  coming  so  nigh, 
Since  Jesus  invites  you,  the  Spirit  says  come, 
And  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you  home. 

2  How  vain  the  delusion,  that  while  you  delay 
Your  hearts  may  grow  better  by  staying  away  ! 
Come  wretched,  come  starving,  come  just  as  you  be, 
While  streams  of  salvation  are  flowing  so  free. 

3  And  now  Christ  is  ready  your  souls  to  receive  ; 
O,  how  can  you  question,  if  you  will  believe? 

If  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  you  not  come  ? 
'Tis  you  he  bids  welcome  ;  he  bids  you  come  home. 

475  (235)  {Greenville.)  8s  &  7s. 

1  /^tOME,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing, 
\j  Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace  ; 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above  ; 
Praise  the  mount,  —  O,  fix  me  on  it !  — 

Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 

2  Here  I  raise  mine  Ebenczer  ; 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come  ; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wand'ring  from  the  fol  I  of  God ; 
lie,  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 

Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

3  O,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be : 
Let  thy  grace,  Lord,  like  a  fetter, 
Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee! 

282 


HYMNS. 

Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it, 
Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love  ; 

Here's  my  heart,  Lord,  take  and  seal  it, 
Seal  it  from  thy  courts  ahove. 

476     (236)      (Loving  Kindness.)  L.  M. 

1  A  TV'AKE,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 

J\.  And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise  ; 

He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me  ; 

His  loving-kindness,  O,  how  free  ! 
His  loving-kindness,  loving-kindness, 
His  loving-kindness,  O,  how  free  ! 

2  He  saw  me  ruined  in  the  fall, 
Yet  loved  me  notwithstanding  all ; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate  ; 

His  loving-kindness,  O,  how  great !    &c, 

3  Though  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  its  way  oppose  ; 
He  safely  leads  his  church  along  : 

His  loving-kindness,  O,  how  strong  !   &c. 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gathered  thick  and  thundered  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood  ; 
His  loving-kindness,  O,  how  good !  &c. 

5  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart ; 
But  though  I  have  him  oft  forgot, 
His  loving-kindness  changes  not ;  &c. 

6  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail ; 
O,  may  my  last,  expiring  breath 

His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death  ;  &c. 

7  And  when  earth's  rightful  King  shall  come, 
To  take  his  ransomed  people  home, 

I'll  sing  upon  that  blissful  shore, 
His  losing-kindness  evermore  ;  &c. 
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H  Y  JVI  :sr  s . 

4  78     (237)      (  Voice  of  my  Beloved.)     lis  &  8s. 

OTIIOU,  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes  delight ; 
On  whom  in  affliction  I  call ; 
My  comfort  by  day,  and  my  song  in  the  night ; 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all ; 

2  O  why  should  I  wander,  an  alien  from  thee, 

Or  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread? 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they  see, 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 

3  Ye  daughters  of  Zion,  declare,  have  you  seen 

The  star  that  on  Israel  shone? 
Say,  if  in  your  tents  my  beloved  has  been, 
And  where  with  his  ilock  he  has  gone? 

4  This  is  my  beloved,  his  form  is  divine, 

His  vestments  shed  odors  around  ; 
The  locks  on  his  head  are  as  grapes  on  the  vine, 
When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crowned. 

5  His  voice,  as  the  sound  of  the  dulcimer  sweet, 

Is  heard  through  the  shadow  of  death  ; 
The  cedars  of  Lebanon  bow  at  his  feet, 
The  air  is  perfumed  with  his  breath. 

6  His  lips  as  a  fountain  of  righteousness  flow, 

That  waters  the  garden  of  grace  ;  [know, 

From  which  their  salvation    the  Gentiles    may 
And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face. 

7  Love  sits  on  his  eyelids  and  scatters  delight 

Through  all  the  bright,  mansions  on  high; 
Their  faces  the  cherubim  veil  in  his  sight, 
And  praise  him  with  fulness  of  joy. 

b   lie  looks,  and  ten  thousands  of  angels  rejoice, 
And  myriads  wait  for  his  word; 

lie  speaks,  and  eternity,- filled  with  his  voice, 
Re-echoes  the  praise  of  the  Lord. 
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II  Y  M  1ST  S  . 

479  (238)  {Saviour's  Call)  10s. 

1  C\  03IE,at  the  Saviour's  call ;  hark  !  hear  him  cry  : 
\J  "Turn,  sinners,  one  and  all, why  will  you  die  ? 
Why  will  you  mercy  spurn,  heed  not  my  call? 
Sinners,  turn  ;  sinners,  turn  ;  I  died  for  all." 

2  Come,  at  the  Spirit's  call ;  hasten  away, 
Lest  vengeance  on  you  fall,  no  more  delay. 
Come  to  the  gospel  stream  ;  drink  and  rejoice  ; 
Sinners,  turn  ;   sinners^  turn  ;   make  Christ  your 

choice. 

3  Hear  God  the  Father  tell  what  he  has  done  ! 
To  save  a  world  from  death,  he  gave  his  Son  ! 
Jesus,  to  plead  for  us,  now  dwells  on  high  ; 
Sinners,  turn  ;  sinners,  turn  ;   why  will  ye  die? 

4  Come,  all  ye  weary  souls  —  rest  here  is  given, — 
Life  to  the  dying  now  —  then  crowns  in  heaven ; 
Haste,  then,  without  delay  —  to  Jesus  fly  ! 
Sinners,  turn  ;  sinners,  turn  ;  why  will  ye  die? 

480  (238)  {Concord.)  S.  M. 

1  pOME,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
V^  And  let  our  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 

And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 

That  never  knew  our  God  ; 
But  children  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

3  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below  ; 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

4  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 
285 


EL  Y  M  IN"  S  . 

5  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 
And  every  tear  be  dry  ; 
Let  shouts  of  gladness  echo  round, 
For  lo  !  the  kingdom's  nigh. 

481  (239)  {Concord.)  S.  M. 

1  rpHE  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 
JL   I  shall  be  well  supplied  ; 

Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pasture  grows ; 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me,  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear ; 
Though  I  should  walk  through  death's  dark  shade, 
My  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

5  In  sight  of  all  my  foes, 

Thou  dost  my  table  spread  ; 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

6  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  future  days  ; 

Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove, 

Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise, 

482  (239)  (Concord)  S.  M. 
1    T)LEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 

I  )  Our  hearts  in  Christian  love; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 
286 


HYMXS. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne, 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one. 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  "We  share  our  mutual  woes, 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear  ; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain ; 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way  , 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin  we  shall  be  free  ; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 

483     (240)  {Victory.)  10s. 

i  T  OXELY  and  weary,  by  sorrows  opprest, 
JLi  Onward  we  hasten  with  longings  for  rest ; 
Bidding  adieu  to  the  world  with  its  pride, 
Longing  to  dwell  by  Immanuel's  side. 
But  'mid  our  pilgrimage,  lo,  on  our  eyes, 
Visions  of  beauty  and  glory  arise  ; 
Visions  of  crowns  which  we  hope  soon  to  wear, 
Visions  of  heaven  !  —  0,  we  long  to  be  there  1 

2  There  is  the  city,  in  splendor  sublime  ; 
O,  how  its  turrets  and  battlements  shine  ! 
Pearls  are  its  portals,  surpassingly  bright ; 
Jasper  its  walls,  and  the  Lamb  is  its  light. 

287 


EC  Y  M  N  S. 

Pathways  of  gold  that  fair  city  adorn, 
Glitfring  with  glory  far  brighter  than  morn ; 
Angels  stand  beck'ning  us  onward  to  share 
Glory  unfading —  we  long  to  be  there  ! 

3  Rivers  are  gliding  'mid  unfading  trees, 
Songs  of  the  blessed  are  borne  on  the  breeze ; 
Glory-gilt  mountains  resplendent  are  seen, 
Valleys  and  hills  clad  in  Eden-like  green : 
There  shall  the  glory  of  God  ever  be, 
Filling  the  earth  as  the  waves  fill  the  sea  ; 
There  shall  the  ransomed,  immortal,  and  fair, 
Evermore  dwell,  —  O,  we  long  to  be  there  ! 

4  There  is  the  home  of  the  pure  and  the  blest : 
There  shall  the  weary  be  ever  at  rest ; 
There  shall  life's  trials  and  sorrows  be  o'er  ; 
There  shall  the  gathered  ones  part  nevermore  ; 
There  shall  the  blest  be  from  death  ever  free  ; 
There  their  Redeemer  in  beauty  they'll  see  ; 
Crowns  of  bright  glory  forever  they'll  wear  ; 
O,  to  be  with  them !  —  we  long  to  be  there  ! 

484     (241)  {Victory,)  10s. 

1  T  1ST,  ye  who  languish, 'mid  sorrows  and  tears, 
AJ  Voices  from  heaven  are  saluting  your  ears  ; 
Voices  of  mercy  that  bid  you  to  come, 

Voices  of  greeting  that  welcome  you  home* 
Come  from  your  bondage, yourdarkness  and  chains, 
Come  from  your  dungeons  where  misery  reigns, 
Come  from  your  " husks"  to  your  Father's  blest 
Sad-hearted  prodigal,  hasten  !   O  come  !     [home, 

2  Come  ye  whom  Satan  in  death  doth  enthrall, 
Conic,  find  id  Jesus  salvation  for  all ; 

Best  for  the  weary  and  hope  for  the  lost, 
Strength  for  the  weak  who  by  tempests  are  tost ; 

283 


HYMNS. 

Joy  for  the  saddened  and  light  in  their  gloom, 
Hope  for  the  mourners  who  weep  o'er  the  tomb, 
Balm  for  the  wounded,  for  hungry  souls,  bread, 
Health  for  the  dying  and  life  for  the  dead. 

3  Come  to  the  home  which  by  Christ  is  prepared, 
Come,  and  its  glory  by  you  shall  be  shared  ; 
Come  to  life's  waters,  that  gush  now  for  thee, 
Come,  find  in  Jesus  salvation  is  free. 
O  for  the  spirit  of  God  from  on  high, 
Now  in  each  heart,  with  the  bride,  may  it  cry, 
All  o'er  the  earth,  where  the  perishing  roam, 
"Whoever  will,  let  him  come,  let  him  come." 

485      (241)  (Victory.)  10s. 


ij 


OYFULLY,  joyfully,  onward  I  move, 
Bound  for  the  land  of  bright  glory  and'  love  ; 
Angelic  choristers  sing  as  I  come, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  haste  to  thy  home  ! 
Soon,  with  my  pilgrimage  ended  below, 
Home  to  the  land  of  the  blessed  I  go  ; 
Pilgrim  and  stranger  no  more  shall  I  roam, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  resting  at  home. 

Friends  fondly  cherished,  who  greet  me  no  more, 
Soon  shall  I  meet  on  the  fair  blissful  shore, 
Chanting  in  triumph  o'er  death's  chilling  gloom, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  resting  at  home. 
Sounds  of  sweet  music  will  fall  on  my  ear  ; 
Heavenly  harpings  I  ever  shall  hear  ; 
Ringing  in  harmony  through  the  high  dome, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  in  my  blest  home. 

Death,  with  thy  weapons  of  war,  lay  me  low ; 
Strike,  King  of  terrors,  I  fear  not  the  blow ; 
Jesus  hath  broken  the  bars  of  the  tomb : 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  I  shall  go  home. 
289 


EC  YMNS. 

BrigLt  with  the  morn  of  eternity  dawn, 
Death  shall  be  banished,  his  sceptre  be  gone ; 
Joyfully  then  shall  I  -witness  his  doom, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  safely  at  home. 

486  (24i)     (Victory.)     10s.  (Minor  Key.) 

CHANT  a  dirge  tearfully  for  our  lost  friend ; 
God  takes  so  fearfully  that  he  doth  lend  ; 
In  chaplets  gracefully  memories  weave, 
She  hath  so  peacefully  left  us  to  wreathe. 
Mourn  not  her  youthfulness  perishing  here, 
For  love  and  truthfulness  cast  out  her  fear  ; 
Mourn  not,  thou  mother,  the  early  grave  given, 
For  she  now  rests  in  hope  of  the  glories  of  heaven. 

2  Death  comes  scarce  welcomely  to  the  young  heart, 

He  bears  him  so  gloomily  doing  his  part ; 

He  weaves  such  dark  fearfulness  round  our  dim  sight, 

We  shrink  with  tearfulness  back  to  life's  light. 

Bearing  us  carefully  by  life's  frail  way, 

O,  may  we  prayfully  watch  out  each  day  ; 

And  if  our  frames  breathlessly  to  earth  are  given, 

At  last  with  her  deathlessly  sit  too  in  heaven. 

487  (242)        {Mount  Vernon.)  Ss  &  7s. 

1  CjISTER,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely, 
O  Gentle  as  the  summer  breeze, 
Pleasant  as  the  air  of  evening, 

When  it  floats  among  the  trees. 

2  Peaceful  be  thy  silent  slumber, 

Peaceful  in  the  grave  so  low  ; 
Thou  no  more  wilt  join  OUT  number, 
Here  no  more  our  songs  shalt  know. 

3  Dearest  sister,  thou  hast  left  us; 

Here  thy  loss  we  deeply  feel ; 

But  'tis  God  that  hath  bereft  us  ; 
He  can  all  our  sorrov  s  heal. 
290 


H  YMN  S. 

4  Yet  again  we  hope  to  meet  thee, 
When  mortality  has  fled, 
Then  in  heaven  with  joy  to  greet  thee, 
Where  no  farewell  tear  is  shed. 

488  (242)  (Benevento.)  73. 

1  TTTHILE,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 

V  V     Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 

Never  more  to  mee't  us  here : 
Fixed  in  an  unchanging  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below ; 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little  —  none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find  ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind,— 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream ; 
Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise  ; 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive ; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live 

With  eternity  in  view  : 
Bless  thy  word  to  youug  and  old ; 

Send  thy  Spirit  from  above  ; 
And  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 

Rest  securely  in  thy  love. 

489  (243)  (Benevento.)  7s. 

1   "jHLESSED  Bible,  precious  wrord ! 
JD  Boon  most  sacred  from  the  Lord ; 
Glory  to  his  name  be  given, 
For  the  best  rich  gift  from  heaven, 
291 


JEi  YMIST  s. 

2  'Tis  a  ray  of  purest  light, 
Beaming  through  the  depths  of  night; 
Brighter  than  ten  thousand  gems 

Of  the  costliest  diadems. 

3  ,rris  an  orb,  more  radiant  far 
Than  the  fairest  evening  star ; 
Yea,  the  sun  outshining  even 
When  it  rides  midway  in  heaven. 

4  'T  is  a  fountain,  pouring  forth 
Streams  of  life  to  gladden  earth ; 
Whence  eternal  blessings  flow, 
Antidote  for  human  woe. 

5  'Tis  an  ocean,  vast  and  clear, 
In  which  rays  divine  appear, 
Bearing  freight,  the  choicest  store 
Ever  borne  the  wide  world  o'er. 

6  'Tis  a  mine,  ay,  deeper,  too, 
Than  can  mortal  ever  go  ; 
Search  we  may  for  many  years, 
Still  some  new,  rich  gem  appears. 

490      (243)  (Bencvento.)  7s. 

1  TT^AINT  not,  Christian  !  though  the  road 
X    Leading  to  thy  blest  abode, 
Darksome  be,  and  dangerous  too  : 
Christ,  thy  Guide,  will  bear  thee  through. 

2  Faint  not,  Christian  !   though  in  rage 
Satan  doth  thy  soul  engage  ; 

Take  thee  Faith's  anointed  shield, 
Bear  it  to  the  battle  held. 

3  Faint  not,  Christian  !   though  tbc  world 
lias  its  hostile  flag  unfurled  ; 

Hold  the  cross  of  Jesus  last, 
Thou  shalt  overcome  at  last. 

4  Faint  not,  Christian  !   though  withiD 
There's  a  heart  so  prone  to  sin  : 

202 


HYMNS. 

Christ  the  Lord  is  over  all, 
He'll  not  suffer  thee  to  fall. 

5  Faint  not,  Christian  !  though  thy  God 
Smite  thee  with  the  chastening  rod ; 
Smite  he  must,  with  Father's  care, 
That  he  may  his  love  declare. 

6  Faint  not,  Christian  !  Jesu's  near; 
Soon  in  glory  he'll  appear, 

And  his  love  will  then  bostow 
Victory  o'er  every  foe. 

491      (244)  {Deliverance.) 

OUR  bondage  it  will  end,by  and  by,when  he  comes  ; 
Our  bondage  it  will  end,  when  he  comes  ; 
And  from  Egypt's  yoke  set  free, 
Hail  the  glorious  jubilee, 
And  to  glory  we  '11  return,  by  and  by,  when  he  comes  ; 
And  to  glory  we'll  return,  when  he  comes. 

2  Our  Deliv'rer  he  will  come,  by  and  by,  by  and  by  ; 
Our  Deliv'rer  he  will  come,  by  and  by ; 

And  our  sorrows  have  an  end, 

When  our  Saviour  shall  descend, 
And  glory  crown  the  day,  bv  and  by,  when  he  comes  ; 
And  glory  crown  the  day,  when  he  comes. 

3  Tho'  our  enemies  are  strong,  we'll  go  on,  we'll  go  on  ; 
Though  our  enemies  are  strong,  we'll  go  on  ; 

Though  our  hearts  do  sometimes  fear, 

Lo,  Israel's  God  is  near, 
And  the  fiery  pillar  moves  ;  we  '11  go  on,  we  '11  go  on  ; 
And  the  fiery  pillar  moves  ;  we'll  go  on. 

4  And  when  to  Jordan's  flood  we  are  come,  we  are 
And  when  to  Jordan's  flood  we  are  come,      [come  ; 

Jehovah  rules  the  tide, 

And  the  waters  he'll  divide,  [are  come  ! 

And  the  ransomed  hosts  will  shout,  We  arc  come,  we 
And  the  ransomed  hosts  will  shout,  We  are  come  ! 
293 


hymns. 

5  There  friends  shall  meet  again, who  have  loved, who 

have  loved  ; 
There  friends  shall  meet  again,  who  have  loved  ; 

And  their  union  will  be  sweet, 

At  the  dear  Redeemer's  feet,  [have  loved ; 

When  we  meet  to  part  no  more,  who  have  loved,  who 
"When  we  meet  to  part  no  more,  who  have  loved. 

6  There  with  all  thy  happy  throng,  we'll  rejoice,we'U 
There  with  all  thy  happy  throng,we'll  rejoice, [rejoice; 

Shouting  glory  to  our  King, 

Till  the  vaults  of  heaven  ring, 
And  to  all  eternity,  we'll  rejoice,  we'll  rejoice  ; 
And  to  all  eternity,  we'll  rejoice. 

492  (245)  (Saw  Ve  ™>V  Saviour.)  10s,  7s,  &  9s. 

1  CI  AW  ye  my  Saviour?     Saw  ye  my  Saviour? 
O     Saw  ye  my  Saviour  and  God? 

O  !  he  died  on  Calvary, 

To  atone  for  you  and  me, 

And  to  purchase  our  pardon  with  blood. 

2  He  was  extended,  He  was  extended, 
Painfully  nailed  to  the  cross  ; 
Here  he  bowed  his  head  and  died ; 
Thus  my  Lord  was  crucified, 

To  atone  for  a  world  that  was  lost. 

3  Darkness  prevailed,  Darkness  prevailed, 
Darkness  prevailed  o'er  the  land, 

And  the  sun  refused  to  shine, 

When  his  majesty  divine, 

Was  derided,  insulted  and  slain. 

&  Hail,  mighty  Saviour,  Hail,  mighty  Savioi  rt 
Prince,  and  the  author  of  peace  ; 
O  !   he  burst  the  bars  of  death, 
And,  triumphant  from  the  earth, 
He  ascended  to  mansions  of  bliss. 
294 


h  y  :m:n"  s. 

5  There  interceding  —  There  interceding, 
Pleading  that  sinners  may  live, 
Crying,  "Father,  I  have  died; 

O,  behold  my  hands  and  side  ; 

0,  forgive  them  ;  I  pray  thee,  forgive." 

6  "I  will  forgive  them  —  I  will  forgive  them, 
When  they  repent  and  believe  ; 

Let  them  now  return  to  thee, 

And  be  reconciled  to  me, 

And  salvation  they  all  shall  receive." 

493      (246)  (Longing.)  C.  M. 

1  f\  HOW  I  long  to  see  that  day 
\J  When  the  redeemed  shall  come 
To  Zion,  clad  in  white  array  — 

Their  blissful,  happy  home. 
Cho.  —  O  carry  me  home,  carry  me  home 
To  Mount  Zion  ! 
Then  carry  me  home  to  that  city  of  love, 
Where  saints  and  angels  dwell. 

2  To  hear  the  alleluias  roll 

From  the  unnumbered  throng  ; 
The  kingdom  spread  from  pole  to  pole, 
And  join  redemption's  song. 

3  To  see  all  Israel  safe  at  home, 

Singing  on  Zion's  height ; 
And  Jesus  crowned  upon  his  throne  ; 
Creation  own  his  right. 

4  All  hail !  the  morn  of  glory's  nigh, 

The  pilgrim  longs  to  see  ; 
That  dries  the  tear  from  every  eye  — 
Creation's  jubilee  ! 

5  Jerusalem  I  long  to  see, 

Blest  city  of  my  King  ! 
And  eat  the  fruit  of  Life's  fair  tree, 
And  hear  the  blood- washed  sing  I 
295 


H  Y  M  n  s  . 

6  My  longi  jg  heart  cries  out,  O,  come  ! 
Creation  groans  for  thee  ! 
The  weary  pilgrim  sighs  :  O,  come  ! 
Bring  immortality. 

494  (247)  (The  Chariot.)  12s. 

THE  chariot !  the  chariot !  its  wheels  roll  in  fire, 
As  the  Lord  comet h  down  in  the  pomp  of  his  ire  ; 
Lo,  self-moving,  it  drives  on  its  pathway  of  cloud, 
And  the  heavens  with  the  burden  of  Godhead  art 
bowed. 

2  The  glory  !  the  glory  !  around  him  arc  poured 
Mighty  hosts  of  the  angels  that  wait  on  the  Lord  ; 
And  the  glorified  saints  and  the  martyrs  are  there, 
And  there  all  who  the  palm-wreaths  of  victory  wear. 

3  The  trumpet !  the  trumpet !  the  dead  have  all  heard  ; 
Lo,the  depths  of  the  stone-covered  charnel  are  stirred! 
From  the  sea,  from  the  earth,  from  the  south, from  tho 
All  the  vast  generations  of  man  are  come  fort  h .  [north, 

4  The  judgment !  the  judgment !  the  thrones  are  all  set 
Where  the  Lamb  and  the  white-vested  ciders  are  met  ; 
There  all  ilesh  is  at  once  in  the  sight  of  the  Lord, 
And  the  doom  of  eternity  hangs  on  his  word  ! 

5  O,  mercy  !  O,  mercy  !  look  down  from  above, 
Great  Creator,  on  us,  thy  sad  children,  with  love  ! 
When  beneath  to  destruction  the  wicked  are  driven, 
May  the  kingdom  of  God  to  the  righteous  be  given  ! 

495  (248)  {Orel.)  7s&4s. 
1   1'TARK!  from  yonder  mount  arise 

_L_L   Notes  of  sadness  —  Jesus  dies! 
On  the  CrOSS,  the  Lord  of  lords 

Love  for  guilty  man  records  ; 

Sinner,  sinner  ! 
H^ar  your  dying  Saviour's  words. 
29C 


2  "  Mortal,  for  your  guilt  I  die  ; 
Guilt  that  dared  your  God  defy ; 
Blood  for  you  I  freely  give  ; 
Death  I  taste  that  you  may  live ; 

Will  you,  sinner, 
Free  salvation  now  receive  ? 

496     (248)  (Harwell.)  8s,  7s  &  7s. 

1  TTARK,  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 
JLl  Sound  the  note  of  praise  above : 
Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices  ; 

Jesus  reigns,  the  God  of  love. 
See,  he  sits  on  yonder  throne  ; 
Jesus  rules  the  world  alone. 

Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah  !  Amen ! 

2  Jesus,  hail !  whose  glory  brightens 

All  above,  and  gives  it  worth  ; 
Lord  of  life,  thy  smile  enlightens, 

Cheers,  and  charms  thy  saints  on  earth. 
"When  we  think  of  love  like  thine, 
Lord,  we  own  it  love  divine. 

Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah  !  Amen ! 

8  King  of  glory,  reign  forever, 

Thine  an  everlasting  crown  ; 
Nothing  from  thy  love  shall  sever 

Those  whom  thou  shall  call  thine  own ; 
Happy  objects  of  thy  grace, 
Destined  to  behold  thy  face. 

Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah  !  Amen  I 

4  Saviour,  hasten  thine  appearing  ; 
Bring,  O  bring  the  glorious  day, 
When,  the  awful  summons  hearing, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away : 
Then  with  golden  harps  we  '11  sing, 
"  Glory,  glory  to  our  King." 

Hallelujah !  Hallelujah  !  Hallelujah  !  Amen ! 
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H.  Y  M  ^  S. 


497     (249)  {Harwell)  8s,  7s  &  7s. 

1  1  [TARK,  ten  thousand  thousand  voices 
_L1  Sing  the  song  of  Jubilee  ; 

Earth  through  all  her  tribes  rejoices, 

Broke  her  long  captivity. 
Hail,  Messiah  !  great  Deliverer  ! 
Hail,  Messiah  !  praise  to  thee  ! 

2  Now  the  theme,  in  pealing  thunders, 

Through  the  universe  is  rung ; 
Now,  in  gentler  tones,  the  wonders 

Of  redeeming  grace  are  sung. 
Wider  now,  and  louder  rising, 
Swells  and  soars  th'  enraptured  strain. 


3  While  they  sweep  the  golden  lyre, 

More  enchanting  notes  arise, 
Till  each  anthem,  waited  higher, 

Joins  the  chorus  of  the  skies. 
Earth's  unnumbered  tongues  comprising, 
Sound  the  Conqueror's  praise  again. 

4  O,  the  rapturous,  blissful  story, 

Spoken  to  Immanuel's  praise : 
And  the  strains  so  full  of  glory, 

That  immortal  voices  raise  ! 
Now  a  sea  of  bliss  unbounded 
Spreads  o'er  earth  from  pole  to  polo, 

5  While;  our  crowns  of  glory  casting 

At  his  feet,  in  rapture  lost, 
We,  in  anthems  everlasting, 

Mingle,  with  th'  angelic  host; 
Jesus  reigns  !   the  shout  is  soundedj 
And  its  joyous  echoes  roll. 
298 


HY31XS. 

6  Yes,  he  reigns  ;  the  great  Messiah, 
In  millennial  glory  crowned  ; 

Israel's  hope  and  earth's  desire, 
Now  triumphant  and  renowned. 

Hail,  Messiah  !  reign  forever  ! 

Hail,  Immanuel !  Lord  of  all ! 


498      (250)  {Dearest  Tie.)  C.  M. 

1    I  I  AIL,  sweetest,  dearest  tie  that  binds 
JlL  Our  glowing  hearts  in  one, 
Hail,  sacred  hope,  that  tunes  our  minds 

To  harmony  divine. 
It  is  the  hope,  the  blissful  hope 

Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given, 
The  hope,  when  days  and  years  are  past, 

We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven. 


2  What  though  the  Northern  wintry  blast 

Shall  howl  around  my  cot? 
What  though  beneath  an  Eastern  sky 

Be  cast  our  distant  lot? 
Yet  still  we  share  the  blissful  hope 

Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given, 
The  hope,  when  days  and  years  are  past, 

We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven. 


From  Burmah's  shores,  from  Afric's  strand, 

From  India's  burning  plain, 
From  Europe,  from  Columbia's  land, 

We  hope  to  meet  again. 
It  is  the  hope,  the  blissful  hope 

Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given, 
The  hope,  when  days  and  years  are  past, 

We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven. 
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IX  V  MXS. 

4  No  lingering  look,  no  parting  sigh 
Our  future  meeting  knows  ; 
There  friendship  beams  from  every  eye, 
And  hope  immortal  glows. 

0  sacred  hope  !   O  blissful  hope  ! 
Which  Jesus'  grace  has  given  ; 

The  hope,  when  days  and  years  are  past, 
We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven. 

499  (251)  (Thou  Knowest  that  I  Love  Thee.)  7s,6s  &  43. 

1  nnilOU,  Lord,  reign'st  in  this  bosom, 
JL    There,  there  hast  thou  thy  throne, 
Thou,  thou  know'st  that  I  love  thee, 
Am  I  not  fondly  thine  own? 

O  Lord,  my  God  ! 
Am  I  not  surely  thine  own? 

2  Speak,  Lord,  speak,  I  implore  thee, 
Say,  say  I  shall  be  thine  ; 

Thou,  thou  know'st  that  I  love  thee, 
Say  but  that  thou  wilt  be  mine. 

Jesus,  my  Lord  ! 
Say  but  that  thou  wilt  be  mine. 

3  Faith,  faith  now  has  embraced  thee, 
Hope,  hope  pierces  the  skies, 

Joy,  joy  now  hath  o'erwhclmcd  me, 
On  wings  of  bright  glory  I  rise. 

Glory,  glory! 
I  am  forever  thine  own. 

500  (251)  (Thou  Knowcst  that  I  Love  Thee.)  7s,Gs&49. 

1   TTARK  !  hark  !  hear  the  blest  tidings  ; 
JUL   Soon,  soon,  Jesus  will  conn1, 
Robed,  robed  in  honor  and  glory, 

To  gather  his  ransomed  ones  home: 
ITes,  yea,  0  yes, 

To  gather  his  ransomed  ones  home. 
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2  Joy,  joy,  sound  it  more  loudly ; 

Sing,  sing,  glory  to  God ; 
Soon,  soon,  Jesus  is  coming; 
Publish  the  tidings  abroad. 

3  Bright,  bright,  seraphs  attending ; 

Shouts,  shouts,  filling  the  air ; 
Down,  down,  swiftly  from  heaven, 
Jesus  our  Lord  will  appear. 

4  Now,  now,  through  a  glass  darkly, 

Shine,  shine,  visions  to  come  ; 
Soon,  soon,  wre  shall  behold  them, 
Cloudless  and  bright  in  our  home, 

5  Long,  long,  we  have  been  waiting, 

Who,  who,  love  his  blest  name; 
Now,  now,  we  are  delighting, 
Jesus  is  near  to  proclaim. 

6  Still,  still,  rest  on  the  promise  ; 

Cling,  cling,  fast  to  his  word ; 
Wait,  wait,  if  he  should  tarry, 
We'll  patiently  wait  for  the  Lord. 

Yes,  yes,  O  yes, 
We'll  patiently  wait  for  the  Lord. 

501     (252)  (Compassion.)  L.  P.  M. 

1  TT70ULD  Jesus  have  the  sinner  die  ? 
V  V    Why  hangs  he  then  on  yonder  tree  ? 
What  means  that  strange  expiring  cry? 

Sinners,  he  prays  for  you  and  me  : 
"Forgive  them,  Father,  O  forgive, 
They  know  not  that  by  me  they  live  ! " 
O  sinner,  then  thy  Saviour  see  ; 
Remember  him  who  died  for  thee. 
Sol 


HYMXS. 

2  Thou  loving,  all-atoning  Lamb, 

Thee  —  by  thy  painful  agony, 
Thy  bloody  sweat,  thy  grief  and  shame, 

Thy  cross  and  passion  on  the  tree, 
Thy  precious  death  and  life  —  I  pray, 
Take  all,  take  all  my  sins  away. 

O  sinner,  then  thy  Saviour  see  ; 

Remember  him  who  died  for  thee. 

502  (252)      (Angels  Hovering  Bound !) 

1  rpHERE  are  angels  hov'ring  round, 
JL    There  are  angels  hov'ring  round, 

There  are  angels,  angels  hov'ring  round,— 

2  To  carry  the  tidings  home, 
To  carry  the  tidings  home, — 

To  carry,  to  carry  the  tidings  home, — 

3  To  the  New  Jerusalem, 
To  the  New  Jerusalem, 

To  the  New,  the  New  Jerusalem, — 

4  Poor  sinners  are  coming  home, 
Poor  sinners  arc  coming  home, 

Poor  sinners,  sinners  are  coming  home. 

503  (253)  (Meekness.)  P.  M. 

1  T  OW  down  in  that  beautiful  valley, 

I  1   Where  love  crowns  the  meek  and  the  lowly, 
Where  loud  storms  of  envy  and  folly, 
May  roil  on  their  billows  in  vain  ; 
Cuo.  —  O  there,  there,  the  Lord  will  deliver, 
And  saints  drink  of  that  beautiful  river, 
Which  Hows  peace  forever  and  ever, 
Where  love  and  joy  will  ever  increase. 

2  This  low  vale  is  far  from  contention, 
Where  no  soul  can  dream  of  dissension, 

•  No  dark  Wllea  of  (nil  invention. 
Can  find  out  this  region  of  peace. 
302 


HYMN  S  . 

3  The  low  soul  in  humble  subjection, 
Shall  there  find  unshaken  protection, 
The  soft  gales  of  cheering  reflection 
The  mind  soothe  in  sorrow  and  pain. 

4  We'll  soon  leave  this  beautiful  valley, 
For  joys  far  surpassing  in  glory, 

And  dwell  with  the  meek,  pure  and  holy, 
Where  sin,  death,  and  raging  storms  cease. 

5  O,  there,  with  the  King  in  his  beauty, 
We'll  drink  wine,  and  eat  hidden  manna. 
And  praise  God  forever  in  glory, 
While  love  and  joy  will  always  increase. 

504  (254)        {Heavenly  Home.)  lis. 

II  TY  home  is  in  Eden,  my  rest  is  not  here  ; 
JltX  Then  why  should  I  murmur  when  trials  ai  e  near  ? 
Be  hushed,  my  dark  spirit,  soon  Jesus  will  come, 
To  shorten  my  journey  and  welcome  me  home. 

2  It  is  not  for  me  to  be  seeking  my  bliss, 
And  building  my  hopes  in  a  region  like  this  ; 
I  look  for  a  city  which  hands  have  not  piled, 
I  pant  for  a  country  by  sin  undeiiled. 

3  The  thorn  and  the  thistle  around  me  may  grow  ; 
I  would  not  recline  upon  roses  below  ; 

I  ask  not  my  portion,  I  seek  not  a  rest, 
Till  T  find  them  forever  in  Jesus's  breast. 

505  (254)      (I'm  Going  Home.)  L.  M. 
1   "1 ITY  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair, 

J.VL  Nor  pain,  nor  death  can  enter  there  : 
Its  glittering  towers  the  sun  outshine  ; 
That  heavenly  mansion  shall  be  mine. 
Clio.  —  I'm  going  home,  I'm  going  home, 
I'm  going  home  to  die  no  more  ; 
To  die  no  more,  to  die  no  more, 
I'm  going  home  to  die  no  more. 
303 


EC  Y  M  1ST  S  . 

2  While  here,  a  stranger  far  from  home, 
Affliction's  waves  may  round  me  foam  ; 
And,  though,  like  Lazarus,  sick  and  poor, 
My  heavenly  mansion  is  secure. 

I'm  going  home,  &c. 

3  Let  others  seek  a  home  below, 

Which  flames  devour,  or  waves  o'erflow ; 
Be  mine  the  happier  lot  to  own 
A  heavenly  mansion  near  the  throne. 
I'm  going  home,  &c. 

4  Then  fail  this  earth,  let  stars  decline, 
And  sun  and  moon  refuse  to  shine, 
All  nature  sink  and  cease  to  be, 
That  heavenly  mansion  stands  for  me. 

I'm  going  home,  &c. 

50G      C255)  {Conference,)  CM. 

1  TTTTlEllE  two  or  three  together  meet, 

V  V     To  seek  the  Lord  by  prayer, 
The  Lord  is  in  the  midst  of  these, 
And  he  will  surely  hear. 

2  Shine,  Lord,  on  every  soul  that  comes 

By  prayer  to  seek  ihy  face, 
Thou  knowest  our  hope,  our  only  hope, 
Is  grounded  on  thy  grace. 

3  Help  us,  O  Lord,  to  ask  in  faith. 

Take  unbelief  away, 
And  for  the  blessings  that  we  need, 
Give  us  a  heart  to  pray. 

4  The  bearing  ear,  the  watchful  eye, 

The  contrite  heart  bestow, 
And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 
304 


hy  m:n"  s. 
507     (256)      (Here  is  no  Best.)       10s,  8s  &  7s. 

1  TTERE  o'er  the  earth,  as  a  stranger  I  roam ; 
XI  Here  is  no  rest,  here  is  no  rest ; 

Here,  as  a  pilgrim,  I  wander  alone, 

Yet  I  am  blest,  I  am  blest ; 
For  I  look  forward  to  that  glorious  day, 
When  sin  and  sorrow  shall  vanish  away ; 
My  heart  doth  leap  while  I  hear  Jesus  say, 

There,  there  is  rest,' there  is  rest. 

2  Here  fierce  temptations  beset  me  around ; 

Here  is  no  rest,  here  is  no  rest ; 
Here  I  am  grieved  while  my  foes  me  surround  j 

Yet  I  am  blest,  I  am  blest ; 
Let  them  revile  me,  and  scoff  at  my  name, 
Laugh  at  my  weeping,  endeavor  to  shame  ; 
I  will  go  forward,  for  this  is  my  theme, 

There,  there  is  rest,  there  is  rest. 

3  Here  are  afflictions  and  trials  severe  ; 

Here  is  no  rest,  here  is  no  rest ; 
Here  I  must  part  with  the  friends  I  hold  dear, 

Yet  I  am  blest,  I  am  blest. 
Sweet  is  the  promise  I  read  in  his  word, 
Blessed  are  they  who  have  died  in  the  Lord, 
They  shall  be  called  to  receive  their  reward ; 

There,  there  is  rest,  there  is  rest. 

4  This  world  of  cares  is  a  wilderness  state, 

Here  is  no  rest,  here  is  no  rest ; 
Here  I  must  bear  from  the  world  all  its  hate, 

Yet  I  am  blest,  I  am  blest ; 
Soon  shall  I  be  from  the  wicked  released, 
Soon  shall  the  weary  forever  be  blest, 
Soon  shall  I  lean  upon  Jesus's  breast, 

There,  there  is  rest,  there  is  rest. 
305 


EC  Y  M  N"  S . 

508       0257)  {Disciple.)  8s  &  7s. 

1  TESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 
J  All  to  leave,  and  follow  thee  ; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 

Thou,  from  hence,  my  all  shalt  be. 
Perish  every  fond  ambition, 

All  I've  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known. 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition, 

God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own. 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me, 

They  have  left  my  Saviour  too  ; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me, 

Thou  art  faithful,  thou  art  true. 
O,  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 

While  thy  love  is  left  to  me  ! 
O,  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 

If  that  love  were  hid  from  me  ! 

3  Soul,  then  know  thy  full  salvation  ; 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care  ; 
Joy  to  find,  in  every  station, 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear. 
Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee  ; 

Think  what  Father's  smile  j  are  thine ; 
Think  that  Jesus  died  to  win  thee  ; 

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine  ? 

4  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Armed  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer; 
Heaven's  eternal  day98  before  thee; 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruiiion, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 
306 


HYMNS  . 
509      (258)      (Millennial  Glory.) 
1 

REJOICE,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming ; 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  wilderness  shall  bloom ; 

And  Zion's  children  then  shall  sing, 

The  deserts  all  are  blossoming. 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming; 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  wilderness  shall  bloom. 

The  Gospel  banner,  wide  unfurled, 

Shall  wave  in  triumph  o'er  the  world, 

And  every  creature,  bond  or  free, 

Shall  hail  the  glorious  Jubilee. 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming ; 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  wilderness  shall  bloom. 


Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming ; 

Rejoice,  rejoice,  Jerusalem  shall  sing ; 
From  Zion  shall  the  law  go  forth r 
And  all  shall  hear,  from  south  to  north. 

Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming; 

Rejoice,  rejoice,  Jerusalem  shall  sing ; 
And  truth  shall  sit  on  every  hill, 
And  blessings  flow  in  every  rill, 
And  praise  shall  every  heart  employ, 
And  every  voice  shall  shout  for  joy. 

Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming, 

Rejoice,  rejoice,  Jerusalem  shall  sing. 

3 

Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming ; 

Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  M  Prince  of  peace"  shall  reign  ; 
And  lambs  may  with  the  leopard  play, 
For  naught  shall  harm  in  Zion's  way. 

Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming ; 

Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  " Prince  of  peace"  shall  reign  ; 
S07 


K  Y  INI  jS"  S  . 

The  sword  and  spear  of  needless  worth, 
Shall  prune  the  tree  and  plough  the  earth, 
For  peace  shall  smile  from  shore  to  shore, 
And  nations  shall  learn  war  no  more. 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming, 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  u Prince  of  peace"  shall  reign. 

510      (?59)       (Come,  let  us  Anew.) 

1  /HOME,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue, 
VJ  Roll  round  with  the  year, 

And  never  stand  still,  till  the  Master  appear. 

2  His  adorable  will  let  us  gladly  fulfd, 

And  our  talents  improve 
By  the  patience  of  hope  and  the  labor  of  love. 

3  Our  life  as  a  dream,  our  time  as  a  stream, 

Glides  swiftly  away, 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay. 

4  The  arrow  is  flown,  the  moment  is  gone  ; 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  here. 

5  O  that  each  in  the  day  of  his  coming  may  say, 

"I  have  fought  my  way  through  ; 
I  have  finished  the  work  thou  didst  give  me  to  do." 

6  O  that  each  from  his  Lord  may  receive  the  glad 

"  Well  and  faithfully  done  !  [word, 

Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my  throne  !  " 

511      (2G0)         (r»l  a  Traveler.)  7s  &  4s. 

1   T'M  a  lonely  traveler  here, 
JL  Weary,  opprest ; 
But  my  journey's  end  is  near 

Soon  I  shall  rest. 
Dark  and  dreary  is  the  way, 

Toiling  1  've  come  ; 

Ask  me  not  with  you  to  stay; 

Yonder  's  my  home. 


EC  Y  M  1ST  S  . 

2   I  'm  a  weary  traveler  here, 

I  must  go  on  ; 
For  my  journey's  end  is  near  ; 

I  must  be  gone. 
Brighter  joys  than  earth  can  give$ 

Win  me  away  ; 
Pleasures  that  forever  live  ; 

I  cannot  stay. 


I'm  a  traveler  to  a  land 

Where  all  is  fair  ; 
Where  is  seen  no  broken  band ; 

All,  all  are  there. 
Where  no  tear  shall  ever  fall, 

Nor  heart  be  sad  ; 
Where  the  glory  is  for  all, 

And  all  are  glad. 


I  'm  a  traveler,  and  I  go 

Where  all  is  fair  ; 
Farewell  all  I've  loved  below— 

I  must  be  there. 
Worldly  honors,  hopes  and  gain, 

All  I  resign  ; 
Welcome  sorrow,  grief  and  pain, 

If  heaven  be  mine. 


I'm  a  traveler  —  call  me  not  — 

Onward's  my  way  ; 
Yonder  is  my  rest  and  lot, 

I  cannot  stay. 
Farewell  earthly  pleasures  all, 

Pilgrim  I  'II  roam  ; 
Hail  me  not  —  in  vain  you  call. 

Yonder 's  my  home. 
309 


HYMNS. 

5 12  (261)       {Canaan's  Shore.)  C.  M. 

1  TTO  !  Christian,  to  the  rescue  come  ; 
JlL  Speed,  speed  the  Gospel  sound ; 
Our  arduous  toil  will  not  be  o'er 

Till  we  receive  the  crown. 

Cho. —  Soon  will  our  trials  pass  away, 
Our  sorrows  all  be  o'er  ; 
Our  song  of  blest  deliv'rance  swell, 
On  Canaan's  happy  shore. 

2  We're  marching  through  a  world  of  strife, 

With  hearts  oft  filled  with  grief; 
And  pray  that  some  strong  helping  hand, 
Will  come  to  our  relief. 

3  We  battle  with  the  hosts  of  sin, 

Our  Leader  bids  us  on  ; 
We  storm  the  fortress  of  the  foe, 
And  vict'ry  soon  is  won. 

4  And  when  we  reach  the  heavenly  land, 

A  nobler  strain  we  '11  raise  ; 
Redeeming  love,  a  glorious  theme, 
Shall  mingle  in  our  praise. 

513  (2C2)      {Christian  Mariner.)  P.M. 

1  II  ATARI NER,  haste  !  there's  a  threatening  gale 
jlSjl  In  the  darkness.  List !  there's  a  faint, sad  wail. 
Keep  out  the  life-boat  till  day  is  o'er  ; 
Anchor  thy  boat  on  the  other  shore. 
Mariner,  haste  !   for  the  tide  waits  not ; 

Tear  from  its  mooring  thy  fragile  bark: 
Hoist  every  sail,  for  the  breakers  roar; 
Anchor  thy  boat  on  the  other  shore. 

2  Mariner,  haste  !   for  a  witching  song 
Greets  thine  ear  from  the  giddy  throng: 
Fame  leaves  a  sting  when  her  song  is  o'er; 
Anchor  thy  boat  on  the  other  shore. 

310 


HYMNS  . 

Mariner,  haste  from  the  shades  of  pride ! 
Gomorrah  and  Sodom  sleep  side  by  side, 
And  earth's  probation  is  almost  o'er  ; 
Anchor  thy  boat  on  the  other  shore. 

8  Mariner,  haste  !  from  the  love  of  gain, 
Its  votaries'  wreath,  and  its  golden  chain, 
And  earth  is  mad  with  its  shining  ore, 
Anchor  thy  boat  on  the  other  shore. 
Mariner,  haste  !  thou  art  weary  now, 
Shadows  of  suffering  are  on  thy  brow  ; 
Fainting  and  weak,  grasp  the  dipping  oar  — 
Anchor  thy  boat  on  the  other  shore. 

4  Seekest  thou  peace,  where  the  storms  come  not? 
Home,  where  sorrows  are  all  forgot  ? 
Friends  that  will  love  thee,  and  change  no  more? 
Anchor  thy  boat  on  the  other  shore. 
Mariner,  haste  !  there's  no  time  to  sleep  ; 
Push  out  thy  boat  where  the  dark  waters  leap  ; 
Toil  bravely  on,  though  the  wild  breakers  roar, 
Anchor  thy  boat  on  the  other  shore. 

514     (263)  (Pisgah.)  C.  M. 


'H 


OW  happy  every  child  of  grace, 
Who  knows  his  sins  forgiven  ! 
This  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place, 

I  seek  my  rest  in  heaven, 
A  country  far  from  mortal  sight ; 

Yet,  O,  by  faith  I  see 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saint's  delight, 
The  heaven  prepared  for  me  ! 

0,  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours  ! 

While  on  this  earth  we  stay, 
We  more  than  taste  the  heavenly  powers 

And  antedate  that  day  ; 
311 


HYMNS. 

We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 

Our  life  in  Christ  concealed, 
And  with  his  glorious  presence  here 

Our  earthen  vessels  tilled. 

3  O,  would  he  all  of  heaven  bestow  1 

Then  like  our  Lord  we  '11  rise  ; 
Our  bodies,  fully  ransomed,  go 

To  take  the  glorious  prize. 
On  him  with  rapture  then  I  '11  gaze, 

Who  bought  the  bliss  for  me  ; 
And  shout  and  wonder  at  his  grace 

Through  all  eternity. 

515  (264)  {Richland.)  lis. 

DAUGHTER  of  Zion  !  awake  from  thy  sadness  ! 
Awake  !  for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee  no  more  ; 
Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  day-star  of  gladness, 
Arise  !  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 
Daughter  of  Zion  !  &c. 

2  Strong  were  thy  foes, but  the  arm  that  subdued  them, 
And  scattered  their  legions,  was  mightier  far  ; 

They  fled  like  the  chaff  from  the  scourge  that  pur- 
sued them  : 
Vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots  of  war. 
Daughter  of  Zion  !  &c. 

3  Daughter  of  Zion  !  the  power  that  hath  sav'd  thee, 
Extoll'd  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel  should  be  , 

Shout!   for  the  foe  is  destroyed  that  enslaved  ll,c:i\ 
Th'  oppressor  is  vanquished,  and  Zion  is  frets. 
Daughter  of  Zion,  &c. 

516  C2G~>)  (Olnaj.)  S.M 
1   rnilY  mercies  and  thy  love, 

JL    O  Lord,  recall  to  mind  ; 
And  graciously  continue  still, 
As  thou  vrert  ever,  kind. 
312 


EL  Y  jVI  ZS"  S  . 

2  His  mercy  and  his  truth, 

The  righteous  Lord  displays, 
In  bringing  wandering  sinners  home, 
And  teaching  them  his  ways. 

3  He  those  in  justice  guides, 

Who  his  direction  seek  ; 
And  in  his  sacred  paths  shall  lead 
The  humble  and  the  meek. 

4  Through  all  the  ways  of  God, 

Both  truth  and  mercy  shine, 
To  such  as  with  religious  hearts, 
To  his  blest  will  incline. 

517  (20.3)  (Olney.)  S.  M. 

1  rpiIE  Spirit,  in  our  hearts, 

X    Is  whispering,  Sinner,  come  ! 
The  Bride,  the  church  of  Christ,  proclaims 
To  all  his  children,  Come  ! 

2  Let  him  that  heareth  say 

To  all  about  him,  Come  ! 
Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness', 
To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come. 

3  Yes,  whosover  will, 

O,  let  him  freely  came, 
And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life  ! 
'Tis  Jesus  bids  him  come. 

4  Lo,  Jesus,  who  invites, 

Declares,  I  quickly  come  ! 
Lord,  even  so  ;  I  wait  thy  hour  : 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  come  ! 

518  (265)  (Olney.)  S.  M. 

1   n  REAT  Shepherd  of  the  flock. 
VT  To  whom  the  sheep  belong* 
Be  thou  our  trust  and  confidence, 
Our  glory  and  our  song. 
313 


H  Y  MISTS. 

2  From  every  devious  path 

Our  wandering  feet  restore  ; 
Be  thou  our  constant  guard  and  guide, 
And  let  us  stray  no  more. 

8  With  thirst  and  hunger  pained, 
When  faint  and  near  to  die, 
With  living  water,  living  bread, 
Do  thou  our  wants  supply. 

4  Here  let  us  often  taste 

Of  thy  distinguished  love, 
Till  we  a  full  repast  obtain 
In  mercies  from  above. 

519  (265)  (Olncy.)  S.  M. 

1  TESUS,  we  look  to  thee, 

O    Thy  promised  presence  claim  ; 
Thou  in  the  midst  of  us  shalt  be, 
Assembled  in  thy  name. 

2  Thy  name  salvation  is, 

vWhich  here  we  come  to  prove  ; 
Thy  name  is  life,  and  health,  and  peace, 
And  everlasting  love. 

3  Not  in  the  name  of  pride 

Or  selfishness  we  meet; 
From  nature's  paths  we  turn  aside. 
And  worldly  thoughts  forget. 

4  We  meet  the  grace  to  take, 

Which  thou  hast  freely  given  ; 
We  meet  on  earth  for  thy  dear  sake, 
That  we  may  meet  in  heaven. 

520  (2GG)  (Edinburg.)  lis. 

GLAD  tidings  !  glad  tidings  !  the  Kingdom  is  near  ; 
Our  glorious  Deliverer  will  soon,  soon  appear; 
In  clouds  of  bright  glory  to  our  rescue  he'll  come, 
And  Angels  will  hail  us  to  Heaven,  our  home. 
314 


II  Y  JVI  ^T  S  . 

Cho.  —  Hallelujah,  Amen, 
Hallelujah,  Amen, 
Halleluj ah ,  Halleluj ah , 
Hallelujah,  Aruen  ! 

2  Glad  tidings  !  glad  tidings  !  the  Kingdom  is  near  \ 
On  the  plains  of  fair  Canaan  we  soon  shall  appear ; 
"With  harps  tuned  celestial,  our  voices  we'll  raise 
To  Jesus  our  Saviour,  in  accents  of  praise. 

3  Glad  tidings  !  glad  tidings  !  the  Kingdom  is  near  ; 
'Tis  the  voice  of  th'  Archangel  metliinks  that  I  hear, 
Arousing  the  nations,  awaking  the  dead,  [laid. 
From  their  cold,  dusty  pillows  where  long  they  have 

4  Glad  tidings  !  glad  tidings  !  the  Kingdom  is  near  ; 
Rejoice  then,  ye  pilgrims,  your  redemption  is  near  ; 
The  promised  possession  we  soon  shall  receive, 
And  with  Jesus  in  glory  eternally  live. 

521     (2G7)  (Zion.)  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  r\$  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 
\J  Lo  !  the  sacred  herald  stands, 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing, 

Zion,  long  in  hostile  lands. 

Mourning  captive, 
God  himself  shall  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful? 

Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved? 

Cease  thy  mourning : 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

8  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee  ; 
He  himself  appears  thy  Friend ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee  ; 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  eni; 

Great  deliv'rance 
Zion's  King  will  surely  send. 
315 


H  Y  MN  S. 

4  Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee ; 
All  thy  warfare  now  be  past ; 
God  thy  Saviour  will  defend  thee ; 
Victory  is  thine  at  last ; 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest, 

522     (2C8)  (Jerusalem.)  CM. 

1  T  O,  what  a  glorious  sight  appears, 
JJ  To  our  believing  eyes  ; 

The  earth  and  seas  are  passed  away, 
And  the  old  rolling  skies  ! 

Cho.  —  O,  that  will  be  joyful,  joyful,  joyful, 

O,  that  will  be  joyful. 
When  we  meet  to  part  no  mor$, 
When  we  meet  to  part  no  more, 
On  Canaan's  happy  shore  ; 

'T  is  there  we  '11  meet  at  Jesus'  feet, 
When  we  meet  to  part  no  more. 

2  From  the  third  heaven,  where  God  resides, 

That  holy,  happy  place  ; 
The  New  Jerusalem  comes  down, 
Adorned  with  shining  grace. 

3  Attending  angels  shout  for  joy, 

And  the  bright  armies  sing, 

u  Mortals,  behold  the  sacred  seat 

Of  your  descending  King! 

4  "The  God  of  glory  down  to  men 

Removes  his  blest  abode  ; 
Men  are  the  objects  of  his  love, 
And  he  their  gracious  God. 

o  "His  own  soft  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 
From  every  weeping  eye  ; 

And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  and  fears, 
And  death  itself  shall  die." 
216 


H  Y  ]VI  IN"  S . 

6  How  bright  the  vision  !  0,  how  long 
Shall  this  glad  hour  delay? 
Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 
And  bring  the  welcome  day  ! 

523     (269)      {God  Speed  the  Truth.)      8s  &  4& 

1  "\FOW  to  heaven  our  prayers  ascending, 
JLl    God  speed  the  truth  ! 

In  a  noble  cause  contending, 

God  speed  the  truth  ! 
Be  our  zeal  in  heaven  recorded, 
In  the  better  land  rewarded, 

God  speed  the  truth  ! 

2  Be  that  prayer  again  repeated, 

God  speed  the  truth  ! 
Ne'er  despairing,  ne'er  defeated, 

God  speed  the  truth  ! 
"With  the  good  in  sacred  story, 
We  shall  reign  in  fadeless  glory, 

God  speed  the  truth  ! 

3  Patient,  firm,  and  persevering, 

God  speed  the  truth  ! 
Ne'er  th'  event  nor  danger  fearing, 

God  speed  the  truth  ! 
Pains,  nor  toils,  nor  trials  heeding, 
And  in  heaven's  own  time  succeeding, 

God  speed  the  truth  ! 

4  Still,  our  onward  course. pursuing, 

God  speed  the  truth  ! 
Every  foe  at  length  subduing, 

God  speed  the  truth  ! 
Truth  thy  cause,  what  e'er  delay  it, 
There 's  no  power  on  earth  can  stay  it, 

God  speed  the  truth  ! 
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ii  y  ivi  :n"  s  . 

524      (270)       (Resurrection  Morning.) 

1  C\  LORY  to  God  !  the  night  is  almost  o'er, 
vJT  And  we'll  shout  hallelujah  in  the  morning, 
Soon  shall  we  meet  on  Eden's  blissful  shore, 

And  we'll  shout  hallelujah  in  the  morning. 

Clio.  —  In  the  morning,  in  the  morning, 
In  the  resurrection  morning, 
Sweetly  we'll  sing  the  praises  of  our  King, 
And  we'll  shout  hallelujah  in  the  morning. 

2  Jesus  is  coming,  soon  he'll  rend  the  sky, 

And  Ave '11  shout  hallelujah  in  the  morning, 

Lift  up  your  heads,  redemption  draweth  nigh, 

And  we'll  shout  hallelujah  in  the  morning. 

3  Soon  we  shall  rest  where  living  waters  flow, 

And  we'll  shout  hallelujah  in  the  morning, 
Sickness  and  sorrow  never  more  to  know. 
And  we'll  shout  hallelujah  in  the  morning. 

4  Come,  blessed  Saviour,  come,  O  quickly  come, 

And  we'll  shout  hallelujah  in  the  morning, 
Take  us,  we  pray,  to  glory's  fadeless  home, 
And  we'll  shout  hallelujah  in  the  morning. 

525     (271)  (Commuck.)  P.  M. 

1  TF  I  in  thy  likeness,  O  Lord,  may  awake, 
JL  And  shine  a  pure  image  of  thee, 
Then  I  shall  be  satisfied  when  I  can  break 

The  fetters  of  flesh  and  be  free. 

2  I  know  this  stained  tablet  must  first  be  washed 

To  let  thy  bright  features  be  drawn  ;     [white, 
I  know  I  must  Buffer  the  darkness  of  night, 

To  welcome  the  coming  of  dawn. 

3  O  !   I  shall  be  satisfied  when  I  can  cast 

The  shadow  of  nature  all  by,  [passed, 

When  this  2old,  dreary  world  from  my  vision  is 
To  dwell  'ncath  an  unclouded  sky. 
318 


HYMN  S. 

4  I  now  feel  the  blest  morning  begins  to  draw  near, 

When  time's  dreary  fancy  shall  fade, 
If  then  in  thy  likeness  I  may  but  appear, 
In  glory  and  beauty  arrayed. 

5  To  see  thee  in  glory,  O  Lord,  as  thou  art, 

Freed  from  mortal,  perishing  clay, 
My  spirit  is  longing  to  be  where  thou  art, 
And  sighs  for  the  dawn  of  that  day. 

6  And  when  on  thine  own  image  in  me  thou  hast 

Within  thy  blest  mansion,  and  when    [smiled, 
The  arms  of  my  Father  encircle  hh  child, 

0  !  I  shall  be  satisfied  then. 

526  (2'2)      {Gome  to  Jesus.)      Chorus. 

COME  to  Jesus,  Come  to  Jesus,  Come  to  Jesus  ! 
Come  to  Jesus,  come  ! 
Come  to  Jesus,  Come  to  Jesus,  Come  to  Jesus  ! 

Come  to  Jesus,  come  ! 

Come  to  Jesus,  sinner,  come  ! 
He  will  save  you,  He  will  save  you,  He  will  save  you  ! 

Come  to  Jesus,  come  ! 
He  will  save  you,  He  will  save  you.  He  will  save  you  ! 

Come  to  Jesus,  come  ! 

Come  to  Jesus,  sinner,  come  ! 

(Just  Now.)      Chorus. 

COME  to  Jesus  !  Come  to  Jesus  !  Come  to  Jesus  I 
Just  now  ;  just  now  ! 
Come  to  Jesus  !  Come  to  Jesus  ! 
Just  now ! 

527  (273)  (Advent  Call.)  7s  &  6s. 

1  "DEJOICE,  all  ye  believers, 
Xli  And  let  your  lights  appear  ; 
The  evening  is  advancing, 

The  midnight  now  is  near. 
319 


K  Y  MISTS. 

The  Bridegroom  is  arising, 
And  soon  he  draweth  nigh ; 

Up,  up,  and  watch,  and  wrestle ; 
At  midnight  comes  the  cry. 

2  See  that  your  lamps  are  burning, 

Replenish  them  with  oil ; 
And  wait  for  your  salvation, 

The  end  of  earthly  toil. 
The  watchers  on  the  mountain, 

Proclaim  the  Bridegroom  near ; 
Go  meet  him  as  he  comet h, 

With  hallelujahs  clear. 

5  Ye  wise  and  holy  virgins, 

Now  raise  your  voices  higher, 
Till,  in  the  songs  of  glory, 

They  meet  the  angel  choir. 
The  marriage-feast  is  waiting, 

The  doors  wide  open  stand ; 
Be  ready,  then,  to  meet  him, 

The  Bridegroom  is  at  hand. 

4  Ye  saints,  who  here  in  patience, 

Your  cross  and  sufPringS  bore, 
Shall  live  and  reign  forever, 

When  sorrow  is  no  more. 
Around  the  throne  of  glory, 

The  Lamb  ye  shall  behold ; 
In  triumph  cast  before  him, 

Your  diadems  of  gold. 

6  Our  hope  and  expectation, 

O  Jesus  |  now  appear  ; 
Arise,  thou  Sun,  so  longed  for, 
O'er  this  benighted  sphere. 
320 


h:  ym isr  s. 

With  heart  and  hands  uplifted, 

We  plead,  O  Lord,  to  see 
The  day  of  earth's  redemption, 

That  brings  us  unto  thee  ! 

528  C274)  {Corydon.)  8s. 

1  A  WAY  with  our  sorrow  and  fear  ; 
J\.  We  soon  shall  recover  our  home  ; 
The  city  of  saints  shall  appear  ; 

The  day  of  eternity- come. 

2  Our  mourning  is  all  at  an  end, 

When,  raised  by  the  live-giving  word, 
We  see  the  new  city  descend, 
Adorned  as  a  bride  for  her  Lord. 

3  By  faith  we  already  behold 

That  lovely  Jerusalem  here  ; 
Her  walls  are  of  jasper  and  gold, 
As  crystal  her  buildings  are  clean 

4  The  saints  in  God's  presence  receive 

Their  great  and  eternal  reward ; 
With  Jesus  forever  they  live, 

And  reign  on  the  earth  with  their  Lord. 

529  (274)  {Corydon.)  8s. 

1  TTOW  sweet  on  thy  bosom  to  rest, 
XX  When  nature's  affliction  is  near  ! 
The  soul  that  can  trust  thee  is  blest ; 

Thy  smiles  bring  me  freedom  from  fear, 

2  The  Lord  has  in  kindness  declared 

That  those  who  will  trust  in  his  name 
Shall  in  the  sharp  conflict  be  spared, 
His  mercy  and  love  to  proclaim. 

3  This  promise  shall  be  to  my  soul 

A  messenger  sent  from  the  skies, 
An  anchor  when  billows  shall  roll, 
A  refuge  when  tempests  arise. 
321 


H  YMINT  S. 

4  0  Saviour,  the  promise  fulfil ; 

Its  comforts  impart  to  my  mind ; 
Then  calmly  I'll  bow  to  thy  will, 
To  the  cup  of  affliction  resigned. 

530     (275)       {Midnight  Cry.) 

1  FT!  HE  midnight  cry  in  mercy  sounds, 

JL   The  faithful  watchman  lifts  his  voice ; 
Its  thrilling  tones  re-echo  round, 

To  bid  the  saints  rejoice. 
Then,  virgins,  rise,  break  forth  and  sing 
The  glorious  advent  of  your  King  ! 

The  midnight  cry  in  mercy  sounds, 

Go  forth  to  meet  your  Lord ! 

2  Blow  !  watchman,  blow  a  certain  sound, 

For  dark  and  dangerous  is  the  night, 
And  daring  scoffers  thicken  round  ; 

The  evil  servants  smite. 
The  faithful  ones  strict  watch-care  keep, 
With  lamps  well-trimmed,  nor  can  they  sleep  ; 

The  midnight  cry  in  mercy  sounds, 

Go  forth  to  meet  your  Lord  ! 

3  Though  midnight  hour,  God's  word  shed's  light, 

Its  shining  rays  dispel  the  gloom  ; 
The  path  to  glory  now  grows  bright, 

The  Kins:  is  coming  soon. 
Then  tune  your  harps  once  more,  and  sing 
Your  sweetest  strains  to  Zion's  King ; 

The  midnight  cry  in  mercy  sounds, 

Go  forth  to  meet  your  Lord ! 

4  Behold  !  he  comes,  the  mighty  One  ; 

Ye  virgins,  rise  !  go  forth  and  meet ; 
Dry  up  your  tears,  the  Bridegroom  comes, 
His  weeping  bride  to  greet. 
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The  trumpet  sounds,  the  day  has  broke, 
The  living  changed,  the  dead  awoke, 

To  blend  their  songs  in  gushing  strains  ; 

All  hail,  Messiah  reigns  ! 

531     (276)       (The  Eden  Land.)  8s  &  7s. 

1  TTTE  seek  a  land  all  summer  bright, 

V  V     With  fadeless  beauty  glowing, 
Where  earth  i3  robed  with  endless  light, 

And  crystal  streams  are  flowing  ; 
Where  perfumed  zephyrs  fan  the  hills, 

And  wave  Ihe  star-eyed  flowers, 
Whose  ever-breathing  fragrance  fills 

Fair  Eden's  sunny  bowers. 

Cho. — Then  on,  press  on,  till  the  morning  dawn  ; 
Our  glorious  home  is  nearing ; 
We'll  shout  the  crown  and  kingd<*«*  won, 
At  Jesus'  bright  appearing. 

2  The  heaven-built  city  there  unbars 

Her  massive  gem-set  portals, 
And,  brighter  than  ten  thousand  stars. 

Shine  God's  white-robed  immortals 
With  palms  of  vict'ry  waving  high, 

They  sing  Love's  wondrous  story ; 
They  wake  the  harps  of  sounding  joy, 

And  reign  in  endless  glory. 
Cho.  —  Then  on,  press  on,  &c. 

3  We're  journeying  to  that  Eden  land, 

Through  Sorrow's  swelling  ocean, 
But  soon  we'll  gain  the  shining  strand, 

Beyond  the  waves'  commotion. 
Soon  morn  will  flush  the  orient  skies, 

With  golden  radiance  streaming ; 
The  Sun  of  Righteousness  arise, 

O'er  earth  and  heaven  beaming. 
Cho.  —  Then  on,  press  on,  &c. 
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H  Y  MNB. 

532     (%~^)     (Jesus  is  31ine.)  6s  &  4s. 

1  T)ASS  avi  ay,  earthly  joys, 
X    Jesus  is  mine  ! 
Break  away,  mortal  ties, 

Jesus  is  mine  ! 
Dark  is  the  wilderness, 
Absent  the  resting  place  ; 
Jesus  alone  can  bless ; 

Jesus  is  mine ! 


2  Tempt  not  my  soul  away, 

Jesus  is  mine  ! 
Here  would  I  ever  stay, 

Jesus  is  mine  ! 
Perishing  things  of  clay, 
Born  but  for  one  brief  day, 
Pass  from  my  heart  away, 

Jesus  is  mine  ! 

S  Fare  ye  well,  dreams  of  night, 

Jesus  is  mine  ! 
Mine  is  a  dawning  light, 

Jesus  is  mine  ! 
All  that  my  soul  has  tried 
Left  but  an  aching  void ; 
Jesus  has  satisfied, 

Jesus  is  mine  ! 

4  Farewell,  mortality  I 

Jesus  is  mine  ! 
Welcome,  eternity  I 

Jesus  is  mine  ! 
Welcome,  ye  scenes  of  rest  I 
Welcome,  ye  mansions  blest! 
Welcome,  a  Saviour's  breast  I 

Jesus  is  mine  ! 

az4 


HYMNS  . 

533  (278)        (Zion's  Pilgrim.)         lis  &  8s. 

IN  songs  of  sublime  adoration  and  praise, 
Ye  pilgrims  for  Zion  who  press, 
Break  forth  and  extol  the  great  Ancient  of  days, 
His  rich  and  distinguishing  grace. 

2  His  love  from  eternity  fixed  upon  you, 
Broke  forth  and  discovered  its  flame, 

When  each  with  the  cords  of  his  kindness  he  drew, 
And  brought  you  to  love  his  great  name. 

3  O,  had  not  he  pitied  the  state  you  were  in, 
Your  bosoms  his  love  had  ne'er  felt  ; 

You  all  would  have  lived,  would  have  died  too,  in  sin, 
And  sunk  with  the  load  of  your  guilt. 

4  What  was  there  in  you  that  could  merit  esteem, 
Or  give  the  Creator  delight  ? 

'Twas  "Even  so,  Father,"  you  ever  must  sing, 
"Because  it  seemed  good  in  thy  sight/' 

5  Then  give  all  the  glory  to  his  holy  name, 
To  him  all  the  glory  belongs  ; 

Be  yours  the  high  joy  still  to  sound  his  great  fame, 
And  crown  him  in  each  of  your  songs. 

534  (279)  (Home  Altar.)  8s. 

1  TNSPIRER  and  Hearer  of  prayer, 

X  Thou  Shepherd  and  Guardian  divine, 
My  all  to  thy  covenant  care, 
I,  sleeping  or  waking,  resign. 

2  If  thou  art  my  shield  and  my  sun, 

The  night  is  no  darkness  to  me ; 
And,  fast  as  my  minutes  roll  on, 
They  bring  me  but  nearer  to  thee. 

3  A  sovereign  Protector  I  have, 

Unseen,  yet  forever  at  hand  ; 
Unchangeably  faithful  to  save, 
Almighty  to  rule  and  command. 
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HYMNS. 

4  He  smiles,  and  his  comforts  abound, 
His  grace  as  the  dew  shall  descend ! 
And  walls  of  salvation  surround, 
The  soul  he  delights  to  defend. 

535  (280)      ( World  of  Beauty.) 

1  T  HAVE  read  of  a  world  of  beauty, 
JL  Where  there  is  no  gloomy  night, 
Where  love  is  the  mainspring  of  duty, 

And  God  the  fountain  of  light. 

Cho.  —  And  I  long  to  be  there, 
In  that  Eden  so  fair  ; 
I  long,  O,  I  long  to  be  there  I 

2  I  have  read  of  its  flowing  river, 

That  bursts  from  beneath  the  throne, 
And  the  beautiful  trees  that  ever, 
Are  found  on  its  banks  alone. 

3  O  to  dwell  in  that  land  of  glory, 

And  to  breathe  its  balmy  air, 
While  we  sing  Love's  wondrous  story, 
And  shout  with  the  ransomed  there  ! 

536  (281)  {Adoration.)  P.  M. 

1  TTTORSIIIP,  and  thanks,  and  blessing, 

V  V    And  strength  ascribe  to  Jesus, 
Jesus  alone  defends  his  own, 

When  earth  and  foes  oppress  us. 
Jesus,  with  joy  we  witness, 

Almighty  to  deliver  ; 
Our  seals  set,  too,  that  God  is  true, 

And  reigns  a  King  forever. 

2  Thou  dost  conduct  thy  people 

Through  torrents  of  temptation, 
Nor  will  we  fear,  Avhile  thou  art  near, 
The  lire  of  tribulation ; 
326 


HYMXS. 

The  ^orld,  with  sin  and  Satan, 

In  vain  our  march  opposes  ; 
By  thee  we  shall  break  through  them  all, 

And  sing  the  song  of  Moses, 

3  Omnipotent  Redeemer, 

Our  ransomed  souls  adore  thee  ; 
Our  Saviour  thou,  we  find  it  now, 

And  give  thee  all  the  glory  ; 
"We  sing  thine  arm  unshortened, 

Brought  through  our  sore  temptation  j 
"With  heart  and  voice  in  thee  rejoice, 

The  God  of  our  salvation. 

4  The  world's  and  Satan's  malice, 

Thou,  Jesus,  hast  confounded ; 
And  by  thy  grace  with  songs  of  praise 

Our  happy  souls  resounded. 
Accepting  our  dehVrance, 

We  triumph  in  thy  favor  ; 
And  for  the  love  which  now  we  prove, 

Shall  praise  thy  name  forever. 

537     (282)  (Evan.)  8s  &  4s. 

1  npHEKE'S  a  friend  above  all  others, 
JL    O  how  he  loves  ! 

His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 

O,  how  he  loves  ! 
Earthly  friends  may  fail  and  leave  us, 
This  day  kind,  the  next  bereave  us, 
But  this  friend  will  ne'er  deceive  us, 

0,  how  he  loves  ! 

2  Blessed  Jesus  !  would'st  thou  know  himf 

O,  how  he  loves  ! 
Give  thyself  e'en  this  day  to  him, 
O,  how  he  loves  ! 
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EC  YMN  S. 


Is  it  sin  that  pains  and  grieves  thee, 
Unbelief  and  trials  tease  thee, 
Jesus  can  from  all  release  thee, 
O,  how  he  loves  ! 


3  Love  this  friend  who  longs  to  save  thee, 

O,  how  he  loves  ! 
Dost  thou  love?     He  will  not  leave  thee, 

O,  how  he  loves  ! 
Think  no  more  then  of  to-morrow, 
Take  his  easy  yoke  and  follow, 
Jesus  carries  all  thy  sorrow, 

O,  how  he  loves  ! 


4  All  thy  sins  shall  be  forgiven, 

O,  how  he  loves  ! 
Backward  all  thy  foes  be  driven, 

O,  how  he  loves  ! 
Best  of  blessings  he'll  provide  thee, 
Nought  but  good  shall  e'er  betide  thee. 
Safe  to  glory  he  will  guide  thee, 

O,  how  he  loves  ! 


5  Pause,  my  soul !  adore  and  wonder, 

O,  how  he  loves  ! 
Nought  can  cleave  this  love  asunder, 

O,  how  he  loves  ! 
Neither  trial  nor  temptation, 
Doubt,  nor  fear,  nor  tribulation, 
Can  bereave  us  of  salvation, 

O,  how  he  loves  ! 


6  Let  us  still  this  love  be  viewing, 
O,  how  he  loves  ! 
And,  though  faint,  keep  on  pursuing, 
O,  how  he  loves  ! 


HYMXS. 

He  will  strengthen  each  endeavor, 
And  when  passed  o'er  Jordan's  river, 
This  shall  be  our  song  forever, 
0,  how  he  loves  ! 

538     (283)  (Jesus'  Love.)  8s  &  7s. 

1  rMuORY  to  Jesus  for  his  love, 
\JT  Flowing  to  every  nation, 
Bowels  of  sweet  compassion  move, 

Offering  free  salvation. 
Here  may  the  poor,  the  lame,  the  blind, 
Every  needed  blessing  find  ; 
Justice  and  mercy  here  combine, 

Offering  free  salvation. 

2  Sinners,  repair  to  Jesus'  arms  ; 

Why  will  you  slight  his  favor? 
Now  he  invites  you  to  his  charms, 

Willing  to  be  your  Saviour. 
O,  that  you  would  on  him  believe, 
All  your  transgressions  he  '11  forgive  ; 
Comfort  and  peace  shall  you  receive, 

Flowing  from  Christ  forever. 

3  Now  is  the  time,  no  more  delay, 

Fly  from  the  path  of  nature  ; 
Fear  not  what  scoffing  sinners  say, 

Yield  to  your  great  Creator. 
So  shall  your  dying  souls  obtain 
Freedom  from  all  your  guilt  and  pain ; 
So  shall  you  soon  in  glory  reign, 

Praising  your  great  Creator. 

4  Then  shall  the  starry  welkin  ring, 

"  Glory  to  God  our  Saviour  !  " 
Angels  and  saints  shall  join  to  sing 
Praises  for  all  his  favor. 


H  Y  M  3NT  S  . 

Then  shall  the  theme  of  perfect  love, 
Flowing  from  the  Great  Source  above, 
Every  tuneful  passion  move, 
Praising  the  Lord  forever. 

539  (284)         (Just  as  I  Am.) 

1  TUST  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 

O      But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  thou  bidst  me  come  to  thee, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 

2  Just  as  I  am,. and  waiting  not, 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 

To  thee  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 

3  Just  as  I  am  —  though  tossed  about, 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
Fightings  within,  and  fears  without, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 

4  Just  as  I  am — poor,  wretched,  blind, 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  thee  to  find, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 

5  Just  as  I  am  —  thou  wilt  receive, 
Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve ; 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 

6  Just  as  I  am  —  thy  love  unknown, 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down, 
Now,  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 

540  (284)     {Sweet  Story  of  Old)      lis  &  9s. 

I  think  when  1  read  that  sweet  story  of  old, 
When  Jesus  was  here  among  men, 
How  he  called  little  children  as  lambs  to  his  fold, 
I  should  like  to  have  been  with  them  then. 
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H  Y  MIST  S. 

2  I  wish  that  his  hands  had  been  placed  on  my  head, 
That  his  arm  had  been  thrown  around  me, 

And  that  I  might  have  seen  his  kind  look  when  he  said, 
"Let  the  little  ones  come  unto  me." 

3  Yet  still  to  his  footstool  in  prayer  I  may  go, 
And  ask  for  a  share  in  his  love  ; 

And  if  I  thus  earnestly  seek  him  below, 
I  shall  smile  when  he  comes  from  above. 

4  That  beautiful  place  he  has  gone  to  prepare, 
For  all  who  are  washed  and  forgiven, — 

I  hope  with  my  playmates  forever  to  share, 
"  For  of  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven." 

541     (286)      (Come,  and  Reign,) 

1  /HOME  and  reign  ;  come  and  reign, 
\j  Jesus,  on  thy  throne  ; 

And  O,  it  fills  my  heart  wTith  joy 

To  know  we're  almost  home. 
Here  I  drop  the  falling  tear, 

As,  pilgrim-like,  I  roam, 
An  exile  from  my  Father's  house ; 

But  soon  he'll  call  me  home. 

Cho.  —  Come,  and  reign,  &c# 

2  Here  I  grieve  the  friends  I  love, 

And  they  in  turn  grieve  me  ; 
But  O,  my  Father,  grant  me  grace, 
That  I  may  not  grieve  thee. 
Come,  and  reign,  &c. 

3  Here  disease  invades  our  frames, 

We  wither,  droop,  and  die  ; 
But  there  eternal  youth  shall  bloom, 
And  bright  shall  beam  each  eye. 
Come,  and  reign,  &c. 
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HYMNS. 

4  Here  we  meet  and  part  again, 

As  round  and  round  we  roam  ; 
But  there  we'll  meet  and  part  no  more, 
And  sweetly  rest  at  home. 
Come,  and  reign,  &c. 

542  (287)      (Remember  me,  my  God.)       S.  M. 

1  "REMEMBER  me,  my  God, 
JLX  Who  all  my  needs  can  see ; 
In  every  ill  and  every  woe, 

I  pray  remember  me. 

2  Remember  me,  my  God, 

By  sin  and  woe  opprcst ; 
O  hold  me  up  beneath  my  load, 
And  give  me  peace  and  rest. 

3  If  sickness  sore  o'ertake, 

And  pain  my  portion  be, 
Then,  Saviour,  for  thy  mercy's  sake, 
I  pray  remember  me. 

4  Remember  me,  my  God 

When  at  thy  great  white  throne 
The  trembling  world  awaits  thy  nod, 
O  claim  me  as  thine  own. 

5  My  God,  remember  me, 

To  thee  1  lift  my  eyes, 
O  grant  that  I  at  last  may  be 
With  thee  in  Paradise. 

543  (287)  (Deliverance.)  S.  M. 

1  f\  TO  behold  the  day, 

VJ  When  from  earth's  toil  and  strife, 
Our  Lord  shall  call  us  hence  away, 
To  reign  with  him  in  life. 

2  Here,  Lord,  'mid  tears  and  sighs, 

'Mid  curse;  and  death  we  roam, 
O  come,  dear  Saviour,  from  on  high, 
And  take  thy  people  home. 
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H  Y  M  ^sT  S  . 

3  Then  shall  we  be  at  rest, 

Our  doubts  and  dangers  o'er, 

"With  endless  peace  and  glory  blest 

We  ne'er  shall  wander  more. 

4  How  sweet  that  glad  repose, 

With  all  the  pure  and  free, 
Where  life's  bright  crystal  river  flows, 
Where  spreads  life's  healing  tree. 

544  (287)  (God  is  Love.)  S.  M. 

1  1\/T"Y  God,  how  shall  I  sing? 
jjjL  The  praise  of  love  divine, 
The  love  that  did  salvation  briDg 

To  dying  souls  like  mine. 

2  In  guilt  and  blood  I  lay, 

Unpitied,  stained,  defiled ; 
But  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away, 
And  on  me  kindly  smiled. 

3  While  here  'mid  countless  foes, 

In  deserts  dark  I  roam, 
Thy  love  still  guides  me  as  I  go, 
And  shall  conduct  me  home. 

4  And  when  around  the  throne, 

With  all  the  blest  I  sing, 

Thy  love  shall  be  of  every  joy 

The  never  failing  spring. 

545  (288)     (The  Voice  of  Free  Grace.) 

THE  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  Escape  to  the  moun- 
tain ; 
For  Adam's  lost  race  Christ  hath  opened  a  fountain  ; 
For  sin  and  uncleanness,  and  every  transgression, 
His  blood  flows  most  freely  in  streams  of  salvation. 

Cho.  —  Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  who  has  purchased 

our  pardon  ; 
We  '11  praise  him  again  when  we  pass  over  Jordan. 
333 


HYMNS. 

2  Now  glory  to  God  in  the  highest  is  given  ; 
Now  glory  to  God  is  re-echoed  in  heaven  ; 
Around  the  whole  earth  let  us  tell  the  glad  story, 
And  sing  of  his  love,  his  salvation  and  glory. 

3  O  Jesus,  ride  on,  thy  kingdom  is  glorious  ; 
O'er  sin,  death,  and  hell,thou'lt  make  us  victorious  ; 
Thy  name  shall  be  praised  in  the  great  congregation, 
And  saints  shall  ascribe  unto  thee  their  salvation. 

4  Ason  Zionwe  stand,  having  gained  the  blest  shore, 
With  our  harps  in  our  hands,  avc'11  praise  evermore  ; 
We  '11  range  the  blest  fields  on  the  banks  of  the  liver, 
And  sing  of  redemption  forever  and  ever. 

54(5      (290)  (Jesus  is  There.) 

1    TTASTE,  my  dull  soul,  arise, 
JLL  Shake  off  thy  care  ; 
Press  for  the  promised  prize, 

Mighty  in  prayer. 
Christ,  he  has  gone  before, 
Count  all  thy  sufferings  o'er ; 
He  all  thy  burdens  bore  — 
Jesus  is  there. 


2  Souls  for  the  marriage  feast, 
Robed  and  prepared  ;  — 

Holy  must  be  such  guests  ; 
Jesus  is  there  ! 

Saints,  wear  your  victory  palms, 

Chant  your  celestial  psalms  ; 

Bride  of  the  Lamb,  thy  charms 
O  !   let  me  wear. 

8  Heaven's  bliss  is  perfect,  pure- 
Jesus  is  there  ! 
Heaven's  bliss  is  ever  sure  — 
Thou  art  its  heir. 
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HYMN  S. 

What  makes  its  joys  complete  — 
What  makes  its  hymns  so  sweet ; 
There  we  our  friends  will  greet  — 
Jesus  is  there. 

547     (291)        (LorcTs  Prayer.)  C.  M. 

1  fYUR  Father  who  in  heaven  art, 
\J  Hallowed  be  thy  name  ; 

Thy  kingdom  come,  thy  will  be  done, 
In  heaven  and' earth  the  same. 

Come,  my  Saviour,  O,  my  Saviour, 
Come  and  bless  thy  people  now, 
While  at  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow, 
O  come  and  save  us  now. 

Then  will  we  sing  our  sufferings  o'er* 

And  praise  thee  evermore. 

2  Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread ; 

Our  trespasses  forgive  ; 
As  we  forgive  our  fellow-men, 
May  we  thy  grace  receive. 

Come,  my  Saviour,  &c. 

3  And  in  temptation  leave  us  not ; 

From  evil  us  defend  ; 
For  thine,  0  Lord,  the  kingdom  is, 
For  ever,  without  end. 

Come,  my  Saviour,  &c. 

4  Thine  is  the  power,  O  Lord,  to  bring 

The  kingdom  down  to  men  ; 
Thine  is  the  glory  evermore, 
And  kingdom  without  end. 

Come,  my  Saviour,  &c. 

5  In  that  glad  day  shall  all  thy  saints 

A  joyful  tribute  bring, 
Of  praise  and  power,  of  jay  and  songf 
To  their  exalted  king. 

Come,  my  Saviour,  &c. 
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H  Y  M  N*  S  . 

548     (292)  (jK^Ai.)  P.M. 

1  T'M  a  pilgrim  and  I'm  a  stranger  ; 

JL  I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night ; 

Do  not  detain  me,  for  I  am  going, 

To  where  the  fountains  are  ever  flowing. 

I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger, 

I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night. 

2  There  the  glory  is  ever  shining  ! 

O,  my  longing  heart,  my  longing  heart  is  there  ; 
Here  in  this  country  so  dark  and  dreary, 
I  long  have  wandered  forlorn  and  weary, 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger,  &c. 

3  There's  the  city  to  which  I  journey ; 
My  Redeemer,  my  Redeemer  is  its  light ! 
There  is  no  sorrow,  nor  any  sighing, 
Nor  any  tears  there,  nor  any  dying  ! 

I  'm  a  pilgrim,  and  1  'm  a  stranger,  &c. 

4  Farewell,  neighbors,  with  tears  I  've  warned  you, 
I  must  leave  you,  I  must  leave  you  and  begone  1 
With  this  your  portion,  your  heart's  desire  — 
Why  will  you  perish  in  raging  lire? 

I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger,  &c. 

5  Father,  mother  and  sister,  brother ! 

If  you  will  not  journey  with  me  I  must  go  ! 
Now  since  your  vain  hopes  you  will  thus  cherish, 
Should  I  too  linger  and  with  you  perish? 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger,  &c. 

C  Farewell,  dreary  earth,  by  sin  so  blighted, 
In  immortal  beauty  soon  you'll  be  arrayed  ! 
lie  who  has  formed  thee,  will  soon  restore  thee  ! 
And  then  thy  dread  curst!  shall  nevermore  be  — 
J  'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I  'm  a  strangvr 
Till  thy  rest  shall  end  the  weary  pilgrim's  night. 
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EC  y  m  :sr  s  . 
549     (293)      {Eden's  Bowers.) 

1  TN  Eden's  bowers  so  lovely, 

X  Where  oft  we  yet  shall  stray, 
Where  glittering  fountains  gushing, 

Shines  one  eternal  day, 

Shines  one  eternal  day  ; 

And  ne'er  forget  will  I, 
And  for  Jesus  Christ,  my  Saviour* 

I  would  lay  me  down  and  die. 

2  There  gentle  breezes  ever 

Will  fan  the  victor's  brow ; 
There  songs  of  heavenly  concert 

Fill  the  ever  present  now, 

Fill  the  ever  present  now  ; 

To  be  there  still  I  cry, 
And  for  Jesus  Christ,  my  Saviour, 

I  would  lay  me  down  and  die. 

3  There  trees  of  life  are  growing, 

In  the  Paradise  of  God ; 
There  the  stream  of  life  is  flowing, 

In  the  midst  of  that  abode, 

In  the  midst  of  that  abode  ; 

To  be  there  I  will  try, 
And  for  Jesus  Christ,  my  Saviour, 

I  would  lay  me  down  and  die. 

4  There  is  pleasure  never  dying, 

At  thy  right  hand,  O  Lord  ; 
There 's  Christ  our  living  Saviour, 

His  glory  we  '11  behold  ; 

His  glory  we'll  behold, 

Who  sits  enthroned  on  high ; 
Yes,  'tis  Jesus  Christ,  our  Saviour, 

Who  for  us  came  down  to  die. 
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550     (294)        {The  Last  Call) 

1  5rp  IS  the  last  call  of  mercy 

X   That  lingers  for  thee  ; 
O,  sinner,  receive  it; 

To  Jesus  now  flee ! 
He  often  has  called  thee, 

But  thou  hast  refused ! 
His  offered  salvation 

And  love  is  abused. 

2  If  thou  slightest  this  warning, 

Now  offered  at  last, 
Thine  will  be  the  sad  mourning - 

"  The  harvest  is  past ; 
Salvation  I've  slighted, 

The  summer  is  o'er, 
And  now  there  is  pardon, 

Sweet  pardon,  no  more." 

8  'Tis  the  last  call  of  mercy, 

O,  turn  not  away  ; 
For  now  swiftly  hasteth 

The  dread  vengeance  day ! 
The  Spirit  invites  you, 

And  pleads  with  you,  come ! 
O,  come  to  Life's  waters, 

Nor  thirstingly  roam. 

4  'T  is  the  last  call  of  mercy, 

O,  steel  not  thy  heart ; 
For  now  she  is  rising 

From  earth  to  depart ! 
The  Bride  is  now  calling  — 

"  Ye  thirsty  souls,  come  !  m 
O,  come  with  the  ransomed; 

In  heaven  there's  room  I 


H  Y  M  IN"  S. 

fTis  the  last  call  of  mercy 

That  lingers  for  thee  ; 
Break  away  from  thy  bondage, 

O,  sinner,  be  free  ! 
Be  not  a  sad  mourner  — 

"  The  harvest  is  past, 
The  summer  is  ended  "  — 

And  perish  at  last ! 


551     (295)        (Beautiful  Zion.) 

1  T)EAUTIFUL  Zion,  built  above, 
X)  Beautiful  city  that  I  love, 
Beautiful  gates  of  pearly  white, 
Beautiful  temple — God  its  light; 
He  who  was  slain  on  Calvary, 
Opens  those  pearly  gates  to  me, 

2  Beautiful  heaven  where  all  is  light, 
Beautiful  angels  clothed  in  white, 
Beautiful  strains  that  never  tire, 
Beautiful  harps  through  all  the  choir ; 
There  shall  I  join  the  chorus  sweet, 
Worshipping  at  the  Saviour's  feet. 

3  Beautiful  crowns  on  every  brow, 
Beautiful  palms  the  conquerors  show, 
Beautiful  robes  the  ransomed  wear, 
Beautiful  all  who  enter  there  ; 
Thither  I  press  with  eager  feet, 
There  shall  my  rest  be  long  and  sweet 

4  Beautiful  throne  of  Christ,  our  King, 
Beautiful  songs  the  angels  sing, 
Beautiful  rest,  all  wand'rings  cease, 
Beautiful  home  in  perfect  peace  ; 
There  shall  my  eyes  the  Saviour  see, 
Haste  to  this  heavenly  home  with  me. 

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552     (296)      ( Way  to  Canaan.)  C.  M 

1  T'  M  on  my  way  to  Canaan, 
JL  I  bid  this  world  farewell ; 
Come  on,  my  fellow  travelers, 

In  spite  of  earth  and  hell. 
Though  Satan's  army  rages  hard, 

And  all  his  hosts  combine, 
Yet  Scripture  doth  engage  the  sword, 

And  strength  of  love  divine. 

2  I'll  blow  the  gospel  trumpet  loud, 

And  on  the  nations  call ; 
For  Christ  hath  me  commissioned 

To  say  he  died  for  all. 
Come  try  his  grace,  come  prove  him  now, 

You  shall  the  gift  obtain  ; 
He  will  net  send  you  empty  'way, 

Nor  let  you  come  in  vain. 

3  My  soul  looks  up  and  sees  him  smile, 

While  he  the  blessing  sends  ; 
And  I  am  thinking  all  the  while  — 

"  When  will  this  journey  end?" 
I  contemplate  it  can't  be  long 

Till  he  will  come  again  ; 
Then  I  shall  join  the  heavenly  throng, 

And  in  his  kingdom  reign. 

4  "But  stop,"  says  Patience,  "wait  awhile, 

The  crown's  for  those  who  fight; 
The  prize  for  those  who  run  the  race 

By  faith  and  not  by  sight." 
Then  Faith  doth  take  a  pleasing  view, 

Hope  waits,  Love  sits  and  si."gs  ; 
Desire  flutters  to  be  gone, 

But  Patience  dips  her  wings. 

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K  Y  iVXIST  s. 
553      (297)      (0,  Come  to  Reign.)  P.  M. 

1  II /T ARK  that  pilgrim  —  lowly  bending 
J3X  At  the  shrine  of  prayer  ascending, 
Praise  and  sighs  together  blending 

From  his  lips  in  mournful  strain  ; 
Glowing  with  sincere  contrition, 
And  with  childlike,  blest  submission, 
Ever  riseth  this  petition  — 

"Jesus,  come  —  O,  come  to  reign." 

2  List  again  ! — the  low  earth  sigheth, 
And  the  blood  of  martyrs  crieth 
From  its  bosom  where  there  lieth 

Millions  upon  millions  slain  : 
"  Lord,  how  long,  ere  thy  word  given, 
All  the  wicked  shall  be  driven 
From  the  earth  by  bolts  of  Heaven  ? 

Jesus,  come —  O,  come  to  reign." 

3  Kingdoms  now  are  reeling,  falling, 
Nations  lie  in  woe  appalling, 

On  their  sages  vainly  calling 
All  these  wonders  to  explain  ; 

While  the  slain  around  are  lying, 

God's  own  little  flock  are  sighing, 

And  in  secret  places  crying, 

Jesus,  come  — 0,  come  to  reign." 

i  Here  the  wicked  live  securely, 
Of  to-morrow  boasting  surely, 
While  from  those  who're  walking  purely 

They  extort  dishonest  gain  ; 
Yea,  the  meek  are  burdened,  driven ; 
Want  and  care  to  them  are  given, 
But  they  lift  the  cry  to  heaven, 

"  Jesus  come — O,  come  to  reign." 
Ml 


H^  MNy. 

5  Christian,  cheer  thee  —  land  is  nearing  ; 
Still  be  hopeful  —  nothing  fearing  ; 
Soon,  in  majesty  appearing, 

You  '11  behold  the  Lamb  once  slain  ; 
O  how  joyful  then  to  hear  him, 
While  all  nations  shall  revere  him, 
Saying  to  his  flock  who  fear  him, 

u  /  have  come —  on  earth  to  reign." 

554  (298)     (I Long  to  be  There.)  lis. 

IN  the  midst  of  temptation,  and  sorrow,  and  strife, 
And  evils  unnumbered,  of  this  bitter  life, 

1  look  to  a  blessed  earth,  free  from  all  care, 
The  kingdom  of  Jesus,  and  long  to  be  there, 

Long  to  be  there,  long  to  be  there,  long  to  be  there, 
The  kingdom  of  Jesus,  and  long  to  be  there  ! 

2  When  poverty  presses,  and  foes  do  surround, 
And  clouds  of  thick  darkness  do  hover  around 
The  pathway  to  glory  which  Christ  did  prepare, 
I  look  for  his  coming,  and  long  to  be  there  ! 

3  When  the  wicked  are  scoffing,  —  because  I  believe 
The  Saviour  is  coming,  my  pains  to  relieve,  — 

1  weep  for  their  folly,  and  bow  in  deep  prayer 
For  Christ's  coming  kingdom,  and  long  to  be  there  ! 

4  I  long  to  be  there  !  and  the  thought  that  't  is  near 
Makes  me  almost  impatient  for  Christ  to  appear, 
And  fit  up  that  dwelling  of  glories  so  rare, 

The  earth  robed  in  beauty,  1  long  to  be  there  ! 

555  (299)  (Paradise.)  6s. 


'0 


EXILED  Paradise, 
O,  how  we  long  for  thee ! 
When  wilt  thou  robe  the  earth? 

When  plant  Life's  "healing"  tree? 


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IX  Y  M.N  S. 

Thou  hast  fresh  blooming  vales, 

Where  glitt'ring  fountains  play, 
And  sweet  sequestered  dales, 

Hid  in  thy  groves  away  ! 
O,  for  thy  smiling  hills, 

With  gush  of  clear  cascade ! 
Forever  flowing  rills, 

By  living  waters  made  ! 


O,  for  thy  fragrant  flowers 

That  bloom  through  all  the  year ; 
O,  for  thy   rosy  bowers, 

The  "  wilderness  "  to  cheer  ! 
To  thee  we  shall  "return, 

And  to  Mount  Zion  come  !  " 
With  songs  sing  joyfully, 

"  And  shout  the  harvest  home  I " 
Awake  the  harp  and  lute, 

In  praises  to  the  King 
Who  reigns  on  David's  throne ; 

To  him  hosannas  brin£  ! 


8  Jesus  shall  ever  reign  ! 

When  his  bright  kingdom  comes 
The  sun  shall  be  ashamed 

Before  his  dazzling  thrones  I 
The  moon  confounded  then, 

Shall  hide  her  silver  ray, 
And  saints  of  every  age 

Rejoice  in  glorious  day ! 
O,  exiled  Paradise, 

O,  how  we  long  for  thee  1 
Robe  thou  anew  the  earth, 

Bring  back  Life's  healing  tree ! 
343 


H  YAXIST  s. 

556  (300)    (Glorious  Treasure.)      10s   &  8s. 

1  "O  ELIGION  is  a  glorious  treasure, 
Jl\j  The  purchase  of  a  Saviour's  blood ; 
It  fills  the  mind  with  consolation, 

It  lifts  the  heart  to  things  above  ; 
It  calms  our  fears,  it  soothes  our  sorrows, 

It  smoothes  our  way  o'er  life's  rough  sea, 
'T  is  mixed  with  goodness,  meek,  humble,  patient ; 

This  heavenly  portion  mine  shall  be. 

2  How  vain,  how  fleeting,  how  transitory  ! 

This  world,  with  all  its  pomp  and  show, 
Its  vain  delights  and  delusive  pleasures, 

I  gladly  leave  them  all  below  ; 
But  grace  and  glory  shall  be  my  story, 

While  I  in  Jesus  such  beauties  see  ; 
While  endless  ages  are  onward  rolling, 

This  heavenly  portion  mine  shall  be. 

3  This  earthly  house  shall  be  dissolved, 

And  mortal  life  shall  soon  be  o'er  — 
All  earthly  cares  and  earthly  sorrows 

Shall  pain  my  heart  and  eyes  no  more  ; 
Yet  "pure  religion"  remains  forever, 

And  strengthened  my  glad  heart  shall  be  ; 
While  endless  ages  are  onward  rolling, 

This  heavenly  portion  mine  shall  be. 

557  (301)      (The  Shining  Shore.)     8s  &  7s. 


'M 


V  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 

And  I,  a  pilgrim  Btranger, 
Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly, 
Those  hours  of  toil  and  danger; 
For  0  !    we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 

And  soon  we'll  nil  pass  over, 
And  just  before,  the  shining  shore 
We  may  almost  discover. 
344 


HYMNS. 

2  We'll  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren  dear, 

Our  distant  homes  discerning  ; 
Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word, 
Let  every  lamp  be  burning  — 
For,  O  !  we  stand,  &c. 

3  Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark, 

We  need  not  cease  our  singing ; 
That  perfect  rest  nought  can  molest, 
Where  golden  harps  are  ringing. 
For,  O  !  we  stand,  &c. 

4  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow, 

Each  chord  on  earth  to  sever, 
Our  King  says  Come,  and  there's  our  home, 
Forever,  O  forever  ! 
For,  O  !  we  stand,  &c. 

558     (302)      (The  Great  Physician.)      7s  &  6s, 

1  MOW  lost  was  my  condition, 
JUL  Till  Jesus  made  me  whole  ; 
There  is  but  one  Physician 

Can  cure  the  sin-sick  soul : 
Next  door  to  death  he  found  me, 

And  snatched  me  from  the  grave, 
To  tell  to  all  around  me 

His  wondrous  power  to  save. 

2  The  worst  of  all  diseases 

Is  light,  compared  with  sin ; 
On  every  part  it  seizes, 

But  rages  most  within  : 
'Tis  palsy,  plague,  and  fever, 

And  madness,  all  combined ; 
And  none  but  a  believer 

The  least  relief  can  find. 
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Jr£  Y  >X  ^r  S  . 

8  From  men  great  skill  professing, 

I  sought  a  cure  to  gain  ; 
But  this  proved  more  distressing, 

And  added  to  my  pain  ; 
Some  said  that  nothing  ailed  me, 

Some  gave  me  up  for  lost ; 
Thus  every  refuge  failed  me, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  crossed. 

4  At  length  this  great  Physician, 

(How  matchless  is  his  grace  !) 
Accepted  my  petition, 

And  undertook  my  case  : 
First  gave  me  sight  to  view  him, 

For  sin  my  eyes  had  sealed ; 
Then  bade  me  look  unto  him  ; 

I  looked,  and  1  was  healed  I 

5  A  dying,  risen  Jesus 

Seen  by  an  eye  of  faith, 
At  once  from  danger  frees  us, 

And  saves  the  soul  from  death. 
Come,  then,  to  this  Physician, 

His  help  he'll  freely  give  ; 
He  makes  no  hard  condition  — 

'Tis  only  look  and  live. 

559      (80S)      (Gospel  Freedom.)  8s  &  7s 

1    "XTE  who  know  your  sins  forgiven, 
JL    And  are  happy  in  the  Lord, 
Have  you  read  that  gracious  promise, 

Which  is  left  upon  record? 
I  will  sprinkle  you  with  water, 

I  will  cleanse  you  from  all  sin  ; 
Sanctify  and  make  you  holy, 
1  will  dwell  and  reign  within. 
31G 


H  Y  JM.  3ST  S  . 

Though  you  have  much  peace  anO  comfort, 

Greater  things  you  yet  may  find, 
Freedom  from  unholy  tempers, 

Freedom  from  the  carnal  mind. 
To  procure  your  perfect  freedom, 

Jesus  suffered,  groaned  and  died ; 
On  the  cross,  the  healing  fountain 

Gushed  from  his  wounded  side. 

Be  as  holy  and  as  happy, 

And  as  useful  here  below, 
As  it  is  your  Father's  pleasure  ; 

Jesus,  only  Jesus  know. 
None  but  holy  ones  can  enter 

To  the  pure  celestial  sphere  ; 
Let  me  ask  the  solemn  question, 

Has  the  Lord  a  witness  here? 


560   (304)  (0,  When  Shall  I  See  Jesus?)  7s  &  I 


'0 


WHEN  shall  I  see  Jesus, 
And  in  his  kingdom  dwell ; 
Partake  its  rest  eternal, 

Its  songs  triumphant  swell? 
"When  shall  I  be  delivered 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 
And,  with  my  blessed  Jesus, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in? 

But  now  I  am  a  soldier  ; 

My  Captain 's  gone  before  ; 
He's  given  me  my  orders, 

And  bids  me  not  give  o'er : 
If  I  continue  faithful, 

A  righteous  crown  he'll  give, 
And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 

Eternal  life  shall  have, 
347 


HYMXS. 

3  Our  eves  shall  then,  with  rapture, 

The  Saviour's  face  behold  ; 
Our  feet,  no  more  diverted, 

Shall  walk  the  streets  of  gold  ; 
Our  ears  shall  hear  with  transport 

The  hosts  celestial  sing  ; 
Our  tongues  shall  chant  the  glory 

Of  our  immortal  Kins. 


5G1      (305)  {Lament.)  C.  M. 

1  f\  BLISSFUL  day  of  promise  blest, 
\J  We  long  to  share  thy  peace. 
When  pain  and  every  ill  shall  end, 

And  pleasures  never  cease,  — 
When  rapt'rous  joy,  like  holy  fire, 

Shall  swell  our  song  of  praise, 
And  every  wond'ring,  grateful  heart, 

Extol  thy  work  of  grace. 

2  Redeemed  beyond  the  reach  of  sin, 

Victorious  o'er  the  grave, 
The  ransomed  shall  with  angel  tongues 

Adore  thy  power  to  save. 
Thy  wond'rous  love  shall  keep  each  heart 

In  sweetest  union  bound, 
And  naught  shall  ever  cause  a  tear, 

For  grief  will  ne'er  be  found. 

3  There  crowns  of  glory,  gemmed  with  light, 

The  gifts  from  Christ's  own  hand, 
Shall  every  princely  saint  adorn 

Within  the  promised  land, — 
To  golden  lyres  each  voice  shall  tune 

An  anthem  sweet  and  long, — 
"To  Christ,  who  saved  us  by  his  blood, 

All  glory  shall  belong. " 
348 


m  ym:  jsts. 

4  O,  glorious  day,  with  haste  draw  near, 

For  we  would  share  thy  rest ; 
We  long,  from  every  evil  freed, 

To  be  supremely  blest. 
O,  shed  thy  beams  of  glory  forth, 

Dispel  this  gloomy  uight, 
And  let  the  earth  renewed  rejoice 

To  see  thy  welcome  light. 

562      (30G)       {Millennial  Dawn.)       7s  &  6s. 

1  TTOW  long,  O  Lord,  our  Saviour, 
XI  W3t  thou  remain  away? 

Our  hearts  are  growing  weary 

Of  thy  so  long  delay ; 
O,  when  shall  come  the  moment 

When,  brighter  far  than  morn, 
The  sunshine  of  thy  glory 

Shall  on  thy  people  dawn? 

2  How  long,  O  gracious  Master, 

Wilt  thou  thy  household  leave  ? 
So  long  hast  thou  now  tarried, 

Few  thy  return  believe. 
Immersed  in  sloth  and  folly, 

Thy  servants,  Lord,  we  see  ; 
And  few  of  us  stand  ready 

With  joy  to  welcome  thee. 

3  How  long,  O  heavenly  Bridegroom ! 

How  long  wilt  thou  delay  ? 
And  yet  how  few  are  grieving 

That  thou  dost  absent  stay  ! 
The  very  bride  her  portion 

And  calling  hath  forgot, 
And  seeks  for  ease  and  glory 

Where  thou,  her  Lord,  art  not. 
349 


H  Y  M  3S"  S  . 

4  O,  wake  thy  slumb'ring  virgins  I 

Send  forth  the  solemn  cry, 
Let  all  thy  saints  repeat  it, 

M  The  Bridegroom  draweth  nigh  ! " 
May  all  our  lamps  be  burning, 

Our  loins  well  girded  be, 
Each  longing  heart  preparing 

With  joy  thy  face  to  see. 

563     (307)  (Alarm.) 

1  \AI&  are  living,  we  are  dwelling, 
V  V    In  a  grand  and  awful  time  ; 

In  an  age  on  ages  telling, 

To  be  living  is  sublime. 
Hark  !  the  waking  up  of  nations, 

Gog  and  Magog  to  the  fray  ; 
Hark  !  what  soundeth  ?  is  creation 

Groaning  for  its  latter  day? 

2  Will  ye  play,  then,  will  ye  dally, 

With  your  music  and  your  wine  ? 
Up  !  it  is  Jehovah's  rally  ! 

God's  own  arm  hath  need  of  thine. 
Hark  !  the  onset !  will  ye  fold  your 

Faith-clad  arms  in  lazy  lock? 
Up  !  O  up,  thou  drowsy  soldier  ; 

Worlds  arc  charging  to  the  shock. 

8  Worlds  are  charging  —  heaven  beholding; 
Thou  hast  but  an  hour  to  fight ; 
Now  the  blazoned  cross  unfolding, 

On  —  right  onward,  for  the  right. 
O,  let  all  the  soul  within  you 

For  the  truth's  sake  go  abroad! 
Strike  !   let  every  nerve  and  sinew 
Tell  on  ages  —  tell  for  God  ! 
350 


HYMN'S. 

564  (308)      {Bower  of  Prayer.)  lis, 

TO  leave  my  dear  friends ,  and  with  neighbors  to  part, 
And  go  from  my  home,  affects  not  my  heart, 
Like  the  thought  of  absenting  myself  for  a  day, 
From  that  blest  retreat  where  I've  chosen  to  pray. 

2  Dear  bower,  where  the  pine  and  the  poplar  hav<* 

spread, 
And  woven  their  branches  a  roof  o'er  my  head  ; 
How  oft  have  I  knelt  on  the  evergreen  there, 
And  poured  out  my  soul  to  my  Saviour  in  prayer. 

3  The  early  shrill  notes  of  a  loved  nightingale 
That  dwelt  in  the  bower,  I  observed  as  a  bell 
To  call  me  to  duty,  while  birds  in  the  air 

Sang  anthems  of  praises  while  I  went  to  prayer. 

565  (309)      {My  Mother's  Last  Gift.)       C.  It 

1  rpHIS  book  is  all  that's  left  me  now  ! 
JL   Tears  will  unbidden  start ; 

With  falt'ring  lip  and  throbbing  brow, 

I  press  it  to  my  heart ; 
For  many  generations  past 

Here  is  our  family  tree  ; 
My  mother's  hands  this  Bible  clasped ; 

She,  dying,  gave  it  me. 

2  Ah  !  well  do  I  remember  those 

Whose  names  these  records  bear ; 
Who  round  the  hearth-stone  used  to  close, 

After  the  evening  prayer, 
And  speak  of  what  these  pages  said, 

In  tones  my  heart  would  thrill ! 
Though  they  are  with  the  silent  dead, 

Here  are  they  living  still. 

3  My  father  read  this  holy  book 

To  brothers,  sisters  dear— 
How  calm  was  my  poor  mother's  look, 
Who  loved  God's  word  to  hear. 
351 


K  Y  IVLIST  s. 

Her  angel  face  —  I  see  it  yet ! 

What  thronging  memories  come  ! 
Again  that  little  group  is  met 
Within  the  walls  of  home. 

4  Thou  truest  friend  man  ever  knew, 

Thy  constancy  I  've  tried  ; 
When  all  were  false  I've  found  thee  true, 

My  counsellor  and  guide. 
The  mines  of  earth  no  treasure  give, 

That  could  this  volume  buy — 
In  teaching  me  the  way  to  live, 

It  taught  me  how  to  die. 

566     (310)  (Warning.)  lis  &  5s. 

AH  !  guilty  sinner,  ruined  by  transgression, 
What  shall  thy  doom  be,  when,  array'd  in  terror, 
God  shall  command  thee,  covered  with  pollution, 
Up  to  the  judgment? 

2  Oft  has  he  called  thec,but  thou  wouldst  not  hear  him; 
Mercies  and  judgments  have  alike  been  slighted  ; 
Yet  he  is  gracious,  and  with  arms  unfolded 

Waits  to  embrace  thee. 

3  Come,  then,  poor  sinner  ;  come  away  this  moment, 
Just  as  you  are  ;  come,  filthy  and  polluted  ; 
Come  to  the  fountain  open  for  uncleauness  ; 

Jesus  invites  you. 

4  But,  if  you  trifle  with  li Is  gracious  message, 
Cleave  to  the  world  and  love  its  guilty  pleasures, 
Mercy,  grown  weary,  shall,  in  righteous  judgment, 

Quit  you  for  ever. 

b  Then  you  shall  call,  but  he  will  not  regard  you  ; 
Seek  for  his  favpr,  yetshall  never  liud  it; 
Cry  to  the  rocks  to  hide  you  from  his  presence, 
Deep  in  their  caverns. 
352 


6  O,  guilty  sinner,  hear  the  voice  of  warning ; 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  and  embrace  his  pardon  ; 
So  shall  you  fearless  meet,  with  joy  triumphant, 
Death  and  the  judgment ! 

567      (311)        {Christian  Band.)  P.M. 

1  /HOME,  Christian  soldiers, 
\J  Join  in  our  band, 
March  for  the  kingdom, 

Our  promised  land : 
Fearless  of  danger, 

Onward  we  roam  ; 
Jesus  our  leader  is, 

Soon  we'll  be  home. 
Cho. — "We're  a  Christian  Pilgrim  band, 
Guided  by  a  Saviour's  hand ; 
Soon  we'll  reach  our  Father-land, 

No  more  to  roam. 

2  Hark  to  the  voices, 

Bidding  us  come  ! 
Angels  rejoicing, 

Beckon  us  home : 
No  more  shall  sadness 

Or  sorrow  oppress  ; 
Come,  Christian  Pilgrim  band, 

There  shall  we  rest. 

3  Soon  we  shall  never 

Know  sorrow  more, 
But  blest  forever, 

God's  love  shall  share ; 
Soon  shall  we  see  him 

In  his  blest  home, 
Ever  still  praising  him 

Ages  to  come. 
353 


HYMNS. 
568     (312)  (Bapture.)  6s  &  9s. 

1  "1  [TOW  happy  are  they, 

JjL  Who  their  Saviour  obey, 
And  have  laid  up  their  treasure  above  1 
Tongue  cannot  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love. 

2  That  comfort  was  mine 
When  the  favor  divine 

I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb ; 

When  my  heart  it  believed, 

What  a  joy  I  received, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus's  name ! 


3  'Twas  a  heaven  below, 

My  Redeemer  to  know, 
And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  foet^ 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  lover  of  sinners  adore. 


4  Jesus  all  the  day  long 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song  ; 

O  that  all  his  salvation  might  see! 
He  hath  loved  me,  I  cried, 
lie,  hath  suffered  and  died, 

To  redeem  even  rebels  like  me. 

5  O  the  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight 

Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giyjbg  blood  1 
Of  my  Saviour  possessed, 
I  was  perfectly  blest, 

As  if  filled  with  the  fulness  of  God. 
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H  Y  M  JST  s . 

569  (318)         (Bisen  Saviour.)  C.  L.  M. 

1  I  I  OW  calm  and  beautiful  the  morn, 
XI  That  gilds  the  opening  tomb  ; 
Where  once  the  crucified  was  borne, 

And  veiled  in  midnight  gloom. 
O  weep  no  more  the  Saviour  slain ! 
The  Lord  is  risen  —  he  lives  again. 

2  Ye  mourning  saints,  dry, every  tear 

For  your  departed  Lord, 
11  Behold  the  place  —  he  is  not  here," 

The  tomb  is  all  unbarred : 
The  gates  of  death  were  closed  in  vain ; 
The  Lord  is  risen  —  he  lives  again. 

3  Now  cheerful  to  the  house  of  prayer 

Your  early  footsteps  bend, 
The  Saviour  will  himself  be  there, 

Your  Advocate  and  Friend  : 
Once  by  the  law  your  hopes  were  slain, 
But  now  in  Christ  ye  live  again. 

570  (314)      (Bible  Leads  to  Glory.) 

1  "IV  TY  Bible  leads  to  glory, 
J3JL  My  Bible  leads  to  glory, 
My  Bible  leads  to  glory, 

Ye  followers  of  the  Lamb. 
Cho.  —  Sing  on,  pray  on,  ye  followers  of  Immanuel ; 
Sing  on,  pray  on,  ye  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

2  I'mon  my  way  to  glory,  &c. 

Sing  on,  pray  on,  &c. 

3  I'm  fighting  for  a  kingdom,  &c. 

Sing  on,  pray  on,  &c. 

4  "We  '11  have  a  shout  in  glory,  &c. 

Sing  on,  pray  on,  &c. 

5  There  we  shall  live  forever,  &c. 

Sing  on,  pray  on,  &c. 
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HYMNS. 

571      (315)  (Gdhsemane.)  lis. 

WHILE  nature  was  sinking  in  silence  to  rest, 
And  the  last  beams  of  daylight  were  dim  in  tho 

1  strayed  in  the  twilight  unconscious  away,  [west, 
In  deep  meditation  where'er  my  path  lay. 

2  I  passed  near  a  garden  ;  there  fell  on  my  ear 

A  voice  of  deep  anguish  from  One  that  was  there  ; 
The  tones  of  his  agony  melted  my  heart, 
While  earnestly  pleading  the  lost  sinner's  part. 

3  Iu  offering  to  heaven  his  strong,  matchless  prayer, 
He  spake  of  the  torments  the  sinner  must  bear  ; 
His  life  as  a  ransom  he  offered  to  give, 

That  sinners,  redeemed,  in  glory  might  live. 

4  So  deep  was  his  sorrow,  so  fervent  his  prayers, 
That  down  o'er  his  bosom  rolled  .sweat,  blood,  and 
I  wept  to  behold  him,  and  asked  his  name  ;  [tears  ! 
He  answered,  u'Tis  Jesus  —  from  heaven  1  came. 

5  "  I  am  thy  Redeemer  —  for  thee  I  must  die  ; 
The  cup  is  most  painful,  but  cannot  pass  by  ; 
Thy  sins,  like  a  mountain,  are  laid  upon  me, 
And  all  this  deep  anguish  I  sulfer  for  thee  !  " 

6  I  heard  with  attention  the  tale  of  his  woe, 
While  tears  like  a  fountain  of  waters  did  flow; 
The  cause  of  his  sorrow  to  hear  him  repeat, 
Affected  my  heart,  and  1  fell  at  his  feet. 

7  I  trembled  with  horror,  and  loudly  did  cry, 
Lord,  save,  or  1  perish  !   ()  save,  or  1  die  !  " 

lie  smiled  wlicu  he  saw  me,  and  said  to  me,  u  Live  ! 

Thy  sins,  which  arc  many,  1  freely  forgive/1 

8  I  low  sweet  was  that  language  !  it  made  me  rejoice! 
His  smile,  ( ),  how  pleasant  !  how  cheering  his  voice  ! 

I  ran  from  the  garden  to  spread  it  abroad ; 
I  shouted,  "  Salvation  !   0,  glory  to  God  I" 
*56 


9  I'm  now  on  my  journey  to  mansions  so  bright. 
My  soul  full  of  glory,  of  peace,  love  and  light ! 

I  think  of  the  garden,  the  prayer,  and  the  tears, 
And  that  loving  stranger  who  banished  my  fears. 

10  The  day  of  bright  glory  is  rolling  around, 
When  Gabriel,  descending,  the  trumpet  shall  sound; 
My  soul  then  in  raptures  of  glory  will  rise, 

To  gaze  on  that  stranger  with'  unclouded  eyes. 

572  (316)  (Antioch.)  C.  M. 

1  TOY  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  will  come  ! 
fj    Let  earth  receive  her  King  ; 

Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  shall  reign  ! 

Let  men  their  songs  employ  ; 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and  plains 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  shall  sin  and  sorrow  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground  ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He'll  rule  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  make  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

573  (317)  (Antioch.)  CM. 


'H 


In  a  believer's  ear  ! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 
And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 

'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary,  rest. 
857 


3  Jesus,  our  Shepherd,  Husband,  Friend, 

Our  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King ; 
Our  Lord,  our  Life,  our  Way,  our  End, 
Accept  the  praise  we  bring. 

4  Weak  is  the  effort  of  each  heart, 

And  cold  our  warmest  thought, 
But  when  we  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
We  '11  praise  thee  as  we  ought. 

574     (317)     (Star  of  Bethlehem.)  L.  M. 

1  TT7TIEN  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain, 

V  V    The  glitt'ring  host  bestud  the  sky  ; 
One  star  alone  of  all  the  train, 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wand'ring  eye. 
Hark  !  hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks, 

It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

2  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark, 
The  ocean  yawned,  and  rudely  blowed 

The  wind  that  tossed  my  found'ring  bark. 
Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze  ; 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem ; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose, 

It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all ; 

It  bade  my  dark  foreboding  cease  ; 
And  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 

It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 
Now  safely  moored  —  my  perils  o'er, 

I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
Forever  and  forever  more, 

The  Star  1  the  Star  of  Bethlehem  I 
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HYMN  S. 

575  (318)  {Sacrifice.)  C.  M. 

1  rpHE  blest  memorials  of  thy  grief, 
JL   Thy  sufferings  and  thy  death, 

We  come,  dear  {Saviour,  to  receive  ; 

But  would  receive  with  faith. 
Cho.  —  O,  the  Lamb,  the  loving  Lamb, 

The  Lamb  on  Calvary  ! 
The  Lamb  that  was  slain,  yet  liveth  again, 

To  intercede  for  me. 

2  The  tokens  sent  us  to  relieve 

Our  spirits  when  they  droop, 
We  come,  dear  Saviour,  to  receive ; 
But  would  receive  with  hope. 

3  The  pledges  thou  wast  pleased  to  leave 

Our  mournful  minds  to  move, 
We  come,  dear  Saviour,  to  receive ; 
But  would  receive  with  love. 

4  Here,  in  obedience  to  thy  word, 

We  take  the  bread  and  wine  ; 
The  utmost  we  can  do,  dear  Lord, 
For  all  beyond  is  thine. 

5  Increase  our  faith,  and  hope,  and  love  ; 

Lord,  give  us  every  good ; 
We  would  thy  full  salvation  prove, 
And  share  thy  flesh  and  blood. 

576  (319)     (Are  We  Almost  There?)    P.M. 

ARE  we  almost  there  ?  are  we  almost  there  ?  * 
Says  the  weary  saint,  as  he  sighs  for  home  ; 
4 'Are  those  the  verdant  trees  that  rear 

Their  stately  forms  'mid  heaven's  bright  dome  ?  " 
2  Then  he  talks  of  the  flowers,  the  unsullied  stream 

That  flows  through  the  Paradise  of  God ; 
And  he  longs  to  wake  from  life's  troubled  dream, 
To  walk  those  golden  streets  abroad. 
359 


h YM:sr  s. 

3  He  is  weary  and  sick  of  this  world's  rude  strife, 
And  pants  for  a  holy,  peaceful  clime  ; 

To  glow  with  the  vigor  of  endless  life, 

And  be  compassed  no  more  by  the  bounds  of  time. 

4  His  eye  is  fixed  on  the  world  to  come, 

He  walks  by  faith  through  this  vale  of  care, 
And  oft  inquires,  as  he  draws  near  home, 

With  anxious  heart  —  "Are  we  almost  there?" 

5  They  bid  him  look  at  the  charms  of  earth, 
At  the  boasted  trophies  man  doth  rear ; 

To  enter  the  giddy  halls  of  mirth  — 
But  ah  !  how  vain  do  they  all  appear. 

6  For  he 's  had  an  earnest  of  those  joys 
Which  the  righteous  alone  can  ever  share  ; 

He  turns  with  contempt  from  these  earthly  toys, 
And  fervently  asks  —  "Arc  we  almost  there?" 

7  He  is  waiting  to  hear  the  trumpet  sound, 
And  to  meet  his  Saviour  in  the  air  ; 

The  day-star  dawns  —  soon  with  joyous  bound, 
He  can  say  indeed  —  "  We  are  almost  there  !" 

577     (320)     (Hail  to  the  Brightness.)   lis  &  10*. 

HAIL  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning  I 
Joy  to  the  lands  that  in  darkness  have  lain  ! 
Hushed  be  the  accents  of  sorrow  and  mourning; 
Zion  in  triumph  begins  her  mild  reign. 

2  Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning, 
Long  by  the  prophets  of  Israel  foretold ! 

Bail  to  the  millions  from  bondage  returning! 
(1  entiles  and  Jews  the  blest  vision  behold. 

3  Lo,  in  the  desert  rich  flowers  are  springing  t 
Streams  ever  copious  are  gliding  along  ; 

Loud  from  the  mountain-tops  echoes  are  ringing; 
Wastes  rise  in  verdure  and  mingle  in  song. 
WO 


EC  Y  iVL  ^  S  . 

4  See  the  dead  risen  from  land  and  from  ocean  ; 

Praise  to  Jehovah  ascending  on  high  ; 
Fall'n  are  the  engines  of  war  and  commotion  ; 

Shouts  of  salvation  are  rending  the  sky. 

578  (320)      {The  Captives9  Lament.)     C.  M. 

1  f~\  NO,  we  cannot  sing  our  songs, 
\J  Oar  glad  and  cheerful  lays  ; 

Our  saddened  harps  refuse  their  strings 

To  Zion's  joyful  strains. 
They  bid  us  be  in  mirthful  mood, 

And  dry  these  tears  so  sad  ; 
But  Judah's  hearths  are  desolate, 

And  how  can  we  be  glad  ? 

2  Our  silent  harps  o'er  Babel's  streams 

Are  hung  on  willows  lone  ; 
"We'll  mourn  until  our  absent  Lord 

Returns  to  claim  his  own. 
When,  'neath  the  curse,  the  groaning  earth 

Moans  forth  her  plaintive  prayer, 
How  can  we  sing  with  joy  and  mirth? 

O,  no,  her  grief  we'll  share  ! 

3  How  can  we  sing  when  martyrs  mourn, 

"  How  long,  O  Lord,  how  long?" 
How  can  our  souls  gush  forth  in  joy, 

And  swell  with  raptured  song? 
Then  bid  us  not  refrain  from  grief, 

For  we  must  still  be  sad  ; 
Until  the  "  Morning  Star"  arise, 

We  will  no  more  be  glad. 

579  (321)      {The  Captives'  Lament.)     C.  M. 

1   f\$  time's  tempestuous  ocean  wide, 
\J  A  gallant  ship  set  sail ; 
And  out  into  the  raging  deep 
She  stood  before  the  gale ; 
861 


H  Y  JNX  NT  S  . 

Well  fitted  to  abide  the  storm, 

And  angry  waters'  foam, 
And  bring  the  captives  that  she  bore, 

Unto  her  haven  home. 

2  l»ong  was  to  be  her  voyage  —  the  time, 

Six  thousand  years  almost  — 
Ere  she  would  make  the  highland  height, 

Along  the  heavenly  coast ; 
Yet  with  her  sails  expanded  wide, 

On,  on  she  swiftly  flew  ; 
Bearing  with  ardent  hope  and  love 

Her  passengers  and  crew. 

2  Oft  tempests  have  assailed  her  round, 

And  stormy  winds  rose  high  ; 
And  dark  have  been  the  mountain  waves, 

That  bore  her  to  the  sky  ; 
But  o'er  them  all,  with  steady  helm, 

She  onward  pressed  her  way ; 
Her  compass,  true  unto  the  pole, 

Guides  her  to  endless  day. 

4  Long,  long  she  has  been  out,  and  now 

She  nears  her  haven  home  ; 
A  beacon  light  hangs  o'er  her  bow, 

And  bids  her  thither  come  ; 
And  voices  joyful  oft  are  heard, 

And  music  swelling  high  ; 
The  land  !   the  land  !  the  laud  ahead  I 

With  rapture  now  they  cry. 

6  Now  soon  will  she  be  safely  moored, 
And  anchored  in  the  bay  ; 
And  all  her  passengers,  on  shore, 

A V  ill  keep  a  festal  dav  ; 
And  long  their  songs  of  joy  will  rise, 

Beneath  high  heaven's  dome  — 
They've  passed  the  stormy  sea  of  time, 
They've  reached  their  haven  home. 
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H  YMN  S. 

580     (822)  C'WSB  Few  ffcft) 

1  TTTE'RE  going  to  see  the  bleeding  Lamb,- 

V  V    Will  you  go  ?   Will  you  go  ? 
In  rapturous  strains  to  praise  his  name,  — 

Will  you  go  ?    Will  you  go  ? 
The  crown  of  life  we  there  shall  wear, 
The  conqueror's  palm  our  hands  shall  bear, 
And  all  the  joys  of  heaven  we'll  share, — 

Will  you  go  ?   Will  you  go  ? 

2  We're  going  to  join  the  Heavenly  Choir, — 

Will  you  go  ?     Will  you  go  ? 
To  raise  our  voice  and  tune  the  lyre,  — 

Will  you  go  ?   Will  you  go  ? 
There  saints  and  angels  loud  shall  sing, 
Hosanna  to  their  God  and  King, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring,  — 

Will  you  go  ?   Will  you  go  ? 

3  Ye  weary,  heavy-laden  come,  — 

Will  you  go  ?    Will  you  go  ? 
In  the  blest  house  there  still  is  room,  — 

Will  you  go  ?    Will  you  go  ? 
The  Lord  is  waiting  to  receive, 
If  thou  wilt  on  him  now  believe, 
He'll  give  thy  troubled  conscience  ease,— 

Come,  believe  !    Come,  believe  ! 

4  The  way  to  Heaven  is  free  for  all,  — 

Will  you  go  ?    Will  you  go  ? 
For  Jew  and  Gentile  —  great  and  small,  — 

Will  you  go  ?   Will  you  go  ? 
Make  up  your  mind,  give  God  your  heart, 
With  every  sin  and  idol  part, 
And  now  for  glory,  make  a  start,  — 

Come  away  !    Come  away ! 
363 


HYMNS. 

5  The  way  to  Heaven  is  strait  and  plain,  — 

Will  you  go  ?    Will  you  go  ? 
Repent,  believe,  be  bora  again,  — 

Will  you  go  ?    Will  you  go  ? 
The  Saviour  cries  aloud  to  thee, 
"  Take  up  thy  cross  and  follow  me," 
And  thou  shalt  my  salvation  see,  — 

Come  to  me  !    Come  to  me  ! 

6  O,  could  I  hear  some  sinner  say,  — 

I  will  go  !    I  will  go  ! 
I'll  start  this  moment,  clear  the  way,— 

Let  me  go  !    Lot  me  go  ! 
My  old  companions,  fare  you  well, 
I'll  not  my  hope  of  glory  sell, 
I  mean  with  Jesus  Christ  to  dwell, — 

Let  me  go  !    Fare  you  well. 

581      (323)  (Kershaw.)  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  Q AVIOUR,  visit  thy  plantation, 
O  Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain  ; 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 

Unless  thou  return  again. 
Lord,  revive  us  ;  Lord,  revive  us  ; 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance  ; 

Shine  upon  ns  from  on  high, 
Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 
Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 

3  Surely  once  thy  garden  flourished, 

Every  plant  looked  gay  and  green  ; 
Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourished: 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen! 

4  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither, 

Thou  canst  make  them  hloom  again; 
O,  permit  them  not  to  wither, 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain  1 
364 


EC  YMISTS. 

5  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 

Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers  ; 
Let  each  one,  esteemed  thy  servant, 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares. 

6  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh, 
And  begin  from  this  good  hour 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 

582     (324)        {I  Do  Believe.)  CM. 

1  T  ET  vain  pursuits  and  vain  desires 
JLi  Be  banished  from  the  heart, 
The  Saviour's  love  fill  every  breast, 

And  life  and  light  impart. 

Cho.  —  I  do  believe,  I  now  believe, 
I  can  hold  out  no  more  ; 
I  sink  by  dying  love  compelled, 
And  own  thee  conqueror. 

2  He  knew  how  frail  our  nature  is, 

Our  souls  how  apt  to  stray, 
How  much  we  need  his  gracious  help 
To  keep  us  in  the  way. 

3  These  faithful  pledges  of  his  love 

His  mercy  did  ordain 
To  bring  refreshment  to  our  souls,    . 
And  faith  and  hope  sustain. 

4  Since  such  his  condescending  grace, 

Let  us,  with  hearts. sincere, 
Obedient  to  his  holy  will, 
His  table  now  draw  near. 

5  And  while  we  join  to  celebrate 

The  suff'rings  of  our  Lord, 
May  we  receive  new  grace  and  power 
T'  obey  his  holv  word. 
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K  YMISTS. 
583      (3^5)  (tfarmtlrtAen.)  H.  M. 

1  A  RISE,  my  soul,  arise  ! 

Jljl  Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears  ; 
The  bleeding  sacrifice 

In  my  behalf  appears  ; 
Before  the  throne  my  Saviour  stands, 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above, 

For  me  to  intercede  ; 
His  all-redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead  ; 
His  blood  atoned  for  all  our  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

8  Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 

Received  on  Calvary  ; 
They  pour  effectual  prayers, 

They  strongly  speak  for  me  ; 
Forgive  him,  O  forgive,  they  cry, 
Nor  let  that  ransomed  sinner  die. 

4  The  Father  hears  him  pray, 

His  dear  anointed  Que  ; 
He  cannot  turn  away 

The  presence  of  his  Son  ; 
His  spirit  answers  to  the  blood, 
And  tells  me  I'm  a  child  of  God. 

5  To  God  I'm  reconciled  ; 

His  pardoning  voice  I  hear; 
lie  owns  me  for  his  child; 

I  can  no  longer  fear  ; 
With  confidence  1  now  draw  nigh, 
And  Father,  Abba,  Father,  cry. 


584  (325)  (Carmarthen.)  H.  M 

1  TOEHOLD,  how  good  a  thing 
X)  It  is  to  dwell  in  peace  : 
How  pleasing  to  our  King 

This  fruit  of  righteousness  ! 
When  brethren  all  in  one  agree, 
How  great  the  joys  of  unity ! 

2  When  all  are  sweetly  joined, 

True  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
The  same  in  heart  and  mind, 

In  thought  and  speech  the  same, 
And  all  in  love  together  dwell, 
The  comfort  is  unspeakable. 

3  Where  unity  takes  place, 

The  joys  of  heaven  we  prove ; 
This  is  the  gospel  grace, 

The  unction  from  above, 
The  Spirit  on  all  believers  shed, 
Descending  swift  from  Christ  our  Head* 

4  In  him  when  brethren  join, 

And  follow  after  peace, 
The  fellowship  divine 

He  promises  to  bless  : 
He  fills  them  with  his  choicest  store, 
He  gives  them  life  for  evermore. 

585  (326)  (Better  Land.) 

WE  have  heard  from  the  bright,  the  better  land 
We  have  heard,  and  our  hearts  are  gl**i ; 
For  we  were  a  lonely  pilgrim  band, 

And  weary,  and  worn,  and  sad. 
They  tell  us  the  pilgrims  ever  dwell  there, 

No  longer  are  homeless  ones ; 
We  know  that  the  goodly  land  is  fair  ; 
Life's  river  of  water  there  runs, 
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HYMNS. 

2  They  say  green  fields  are  waving  there, 
And  they  never  a  blight  shall  know  ; 

That  desert  wilds  are  blooming  fair, 

And  roses  of  Sharon  grow  ; 
And  lovely  birds  in  bowers  green 

Their  melody  ever  repeat ; 
Their  warblings  mingle,  in  every  scene, 

With  harpings  of  seraphs  so  sweet. 

3  We  have  heard  of  the  robe,  the  palm,  the  crown, 
And  the  silvery  band  in  white  ; 

The  city  of  gems  in  a  high  renown, 

Illumined  with  heavenly  light; 
The  King  is  seen  in  his  beauty  fair, 

The  joy  and  the  light  of  the  land ; 
A  little  while,  and  we  hope  to  be  there, 

To  join  witli  that  glorious  band. 

58G     (327)  (Hope.)  68. 

1  CJING  praise  !  the  tomb  is  void 
O  Where  the  Redeemer  lay  ; 
Sing  of  our  bonds  destroyed, 

Our  darkucss  turned  to-day. 

2  Weep  for  your  dead  no  more  ; 

Friends,  be  of  joyful  cheer  ! 
Our  star  moves  on  before, 

Our  narrow  path  shines  clear. 

8  He  who,  so  patiently, 

The  crown  of  thorns  did  wear, — 
He  hath  gone  up  on  high; 
Our  hope  IS  witli  him  there. 

4  Now  is  his  truth  revealed, 
His  majesty  and  might : 
The  grave  has  been  unsealed; 
Christ  is  our  liie  and  light. 
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HYJVXNS. 

5  He  who  for  men  did  weep  ; 

Suffer,  and  bleed,  and  die,  — 

First  fruits  of  them  that  sleep,  — 

Christ  has  gone  up  on  high. 

6  His  vict'ry  hath  destroyed 

The  shafts  that  once  could  slay : 
Sing  praise  !  the  tomb  is  void 
Where  the  Redeemer  lay. 

587  (828)  (I  am  Bound  for  the  Land  of  Canaan.) 

1  mOGETHER  let  us  sweetly  live  ; 

JL   I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan  ; 
Together  let  us  sweetly  die  ; 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 

O  Canaan,  bright  Canaan, 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan  ; 

O  Canaan,  it  is  my  happy  home ; 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 

2  Together  let  us  watch  and  pray ; 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 
And  hail  redemption's  joyous  day  ; 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 
O  Canaan,  bright  Canaan,  &c. 

3  Our  songs  of  praise  shall  fill  the  skies  ; 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 
While  higher  still  our  joys  shall  rise  ; 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 
O  Canaan,  bright  Canaan,  &c. 

4  Then  come  with  me,  beloved  friend ; 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 
The  joys  of  heaven  shall  never  end  ; 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 
O  Canaan,  bright  Canaan,  &c. 
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II  Y  M  ^  S . 

588  (329)        (Time'*  Farewell) 

1  TT  is  the  hour  of  Time's  Farewell, 

JL  And  soon  with  Jesus  we  shall  dwell ; 
The  speeding  moments  hasten  on, 
And  quickly  they  will  all  be  gone  ! 

Cno.-I'm  going,  I'm  going,I'm  on  my  journey  home  ; 

I'm  traveling  to  a  city  just  in  sight ! 
Yes,  I'm  going,  I'm  going,  I'm  on  my  journey  home  ; 

I'm  traveling  to  the  new  Jerusalem. 

2  Then  will  the  sleeping  martyrs  rise, 
To  meet  the  Saviour  in  the  skies  ! 

No  more  will  cry,  "How  long,  O  Lord?" 
But  be  avenged  and  have  reward. 

3  Then  will  the  sleeping  saints  come  forth, 
Who  lie  entombed  in  sea  and  earth, 
And,  robed  in  immortality, 

Their  Jesus,  "  lace  to  lace,"  will  see. 

4  The  living  saints  —  they  too  will  be 
Remembered  in  the  Jubilee. 

"  Caught  up  together"  in  the  air, 

Their  Saviour's  triumph  they  will  share. 

589  (33°)  (The  Faithful  Sentinel)  lis  &  12s. 

AWAY  from  his  home  and  the  friends  of  his  youth, 
lie  basted,  the  herald  of  mercy  and  truth  ; 
For  the  love  of  his  Lord,  and  to  seek  lor  the  lost; 
Soon,  alas  !   was  his  fall,  but  he  died  at  his  post. 

2  The  stranger's  eye  wept, that  in  life's  brightest  blooro 
One  gifted  so  highly  should  sink  to  the  tomb  : 
For  in  ardor  he  led  in  the  van  of  his  host, 

And  he  fell  like  a  soldier,  he  died  at  his  post. 

3  II<'.  wept  not  himself  that  his  warfare  was  done  : 
The  buttle  was  fought,  and  the  \  ICtory  won  ;  [most, 
But  he  whispered  to  those  whom  his  heart  lov'd  the 
u  Tell  my  brethren  tor  me,  that  1  died  at  my  post. 

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4  He  asked  not  a  stone  to  be  sculptured  with  verse  ; 
He  asked  not  that  fame  should  his  merits  rehearse  : 
But  he  asked  as  a  boon,  when  he  gave  up  the  ghost, 
That  his  brethren  might  know  that  he  died  at  his  post, 

5  Victorious  his  fall  —  for  he'll  rise  where  he  fell, 
With  Jesus,  his  Master,  in  glory  to  dwell ; 

He  will  pass  o'er  the  sea,  he  will  reach  the  bright  coast, 
For  he  fell  like  a  martyr  —  lie  died  at  his  post. 

6  And  can  we  the  words  of  our  brother  forget  ? 
O,  no  !  they  are  fresh  in  our  memory  yet : 

An  example  so  sacred  shall  never  be  lost, 

We  will  fall  in  the  work  —  we  will  die  at  our  post, 

590  (331)  (Warren.)  7s. 

1  TTEAV'NLY  Father,  sov'reign  Lord, 
JLL  Be  thy  glorious  name  adored. 
Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail ; 

Hail,  celestial  Goodness,  hail ! 

2  Though  unworthy  of  thine  ear, 
Deign  our  humble  songs  to  hear ; 
Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring, 
When  around  thy  throne  we  sing, 

3  Then,  with  angel  harps  again, 
We  will  wake  a  nobler  strain  ; 
There,  in  joyful  songs  of  praise, 
Our  triumphant  voices  raise. 

591  (332)      (Soldiers  of  the  Cross.) 
1  T  LOYE  this  pure  religion, 

JL  Soldiers  of  the  Jubilee  ; 
I  love  this  pure  religion, 
Soldiers  of  the  Cross. 

Cuo.  —  Eemember  me  while  toiling  here, 
Soldiers  of  the  Jubilee  ; 
Remember  me  while  toiling  here, 
Soldiers  of  the  Cross. 
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K  Y  m  :sr  s . 

2  We'll  preach  a  full  salvation, 

Soldiers  of  the  Jubilee  ; 
We  '11  preach  a  full  salvation, 
Soldiers  of  the  Cross. 

3  We  '11  soon  be  in  the  Kingdom, 

Soldiers  of  the  Jubilee  ; 
We  '11  soon  be  in  the  Kingdom, 
Soldiers  of  the  cross. 

4  There  are  no  tears  in  heaven, 

Soldiers  of  the  Jubilee  ; 
There  arc  no  tears  in  heaven, 
Soldiers  of  the  Cross. 

5  We'll  have  a  shout  in  glory, 

Soldiers  of  the  Jubilee  ; 
We  '11  have  a  shout  in  glory, 
Soldiers  of  the  cross 

592      (332)      (0n  Jordan  s  Stormy  Banks.) 

1  f\N  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
\J  And  cast  a  wishful  eye 

To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 

Where  my  possessions  lie. 
O  the  transporting  rapt'rous  scene, 

That  rises  to  my  sight ; 
Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green, 

And  rivers  of  delight. 

2  There  gcn'rous  fruits  that  never  fail, 

On  trees  immortal  grow  ; 
There  rock,  and  hill,  and  brook,  and  vale, 

With  milk  and  honey  How. 
O'er  all  those;  wide  extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day  ; 
There  God  the  Son  forever  reigns, 

And  scatters  night  away. 
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HYMN  S. 

593  (333)        {Family  Circle.)  C.  M. 

1  1YT0W  condescend,  Almighty  King, 
JLY  To  bless  this  little  thrjng  ; 
And  kindly  listen,  while  we  sing 

Our  pleasant  evening  song. 

2  We  come  to  own  thy  power  divine, 

That  watches  o'er  our  days  ; 

For  this  our  grateful  voices  join, 

In  hymns  of  cheerful  praise. 

3  Before  thy  sacred  footstool,  see, 

We  bend  in  humble  prayer, 
A  happy,  lovely  family, 
To  ask  thy  tender  care. 

4  May  we  in  safety  sleep  to-night, 

From  every  danger  free  ; 
Because  the  darkness  and  the  light 
Are  both  alike  to  thee. 

5  And  when  the  rising  sun  displays 

His  cheerful  beams  abroad, 
Then  shall  our  morning  hymns  of  praise 
Declare  thy  goodness,  Lord. 

6  Brothers  and  sisters,  hand  in  hand, 

Our  lips  together  move  ; 
Then  smile  upon  this  cheerful  band, 
And  join  our  hearts  in  love. 

594  (334)  {The  Pearl.)  7s,  6s,  8s. 
1    TT^HE  pearl  that  worldlings  covet, 

X    Is  not  the  pearl  for  me  ; 
Its  beauty  fades  as  quickly 

As  sunshine  on  the  sea. 
But  there 's  a  pearl  sought  by  the  wise  ; 
'Tis  called  the  "  pearl  of  greatest  price," 
Though  few  its  value  see  ; 

O,  that's  the  pearl  for  me  ! 

O,  that's  the  pearl  for  me  ! 

O,  that's  the  pearl  for  me  I 
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HYMNS. 

2  The  crown  that  decks  the  monarch, 

Is  not  the  crown  for  me  ; 
It  dazzles  but  a  moment, 

Its  brightness  soon  will  flee. 
But  there's  a  crown  prepared  above, 
For  all  who  walk  in  humble  love, 

Forever  bright  'twill  be  ; 

O,  that's  the  crown  for  me  !  &c. 

8  The  road  that  many  travel, 

Is  not  the  road  for  me  ; 
It  leads  to  death  and  sorrow  ; 

In  it  I  would  not  be. 
But  there 's  a  road  that  leads  to  God ; 
'T  is  marked  by  Christ's  most  precious  blood ; 

The  way  for  all  is  free  ; 

O,  that's  the  road  for  me  !   &c. 

4  The  hope  that  sinners  cherish, 

Is  not  the  hope  for  me  ; 
Most  surely  will  they  perish, 

Unless  from  sin  made  free. 
But  there's  a  hope  which  rests  in  God, 
And  leads  the  soul  to  keep  his  word, 

And  sinful  pleasures  flee  ; 

O,  that's  the  hope  for  me  !   &c. 

595      (335)  {The  Pearl)  7s,  Gs,  8s. 

1   "]\/TUST  Simon  bear  his  cross  alone, 
Jj_L  And  all  the  world  go  free? 
No  ;  there's  a  cross  for  every  one, 

And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 
Yes,  there's  a  CFOS8  on  Calvary, 
Through  which  by  faith  the  crown  I  see  ; 
To  me  'tis  pardon  bringing; 
O,  that's  the  cross  for  me  ! 
O,  t licit  's  the  cross  for  me  ! 
O,  that's  th<i  cross  lor  mo  1 
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HYMNS.     . 

2  How  faithful  does  the  Saviour  prove 

To  those  who  serve  him  here  ! 
They  now  may  taste  his  perfect  love, 

And  joy  to  hail  him  near. 
Yes,  perfect  love  will  dry  the  tear, 
And  cast  out  all  tormenting  fear, 

Which  round  my  heart  is  clinging ; 

0,  that's  the  love  for  me  !   &c. 

3  We'll  bear  the  consecrated  cross, 

Till  from  the  cross  we're  free, 
And  then  go  home  to  wear  the  crown, 

For  there's  a  crown  for  me. 
Yes,  there's  a  crown  in  heaven  above, 
The  purchase  of  my  Saviour's  love, 

For  me  at  his  appearing ; 

O,  that's  the  crown  for  me  !    &c. 

596      (335)       (Evening  Hymn.)  S.  1L 

1  npiIE  day  is  past  and  gone, 

JL   The  evening  shades  appear  ; 
O  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest ; 
So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we  here  possess. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 

Secure  from  all  our  fears  ; 
May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleep, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  if  we  early  rise, 

And  view  the  unwearied  sun, 
May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glorv  run. 
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HYMNS. 

5  And  when  our  days  are  past, 
And  we  from  time  remove, 

0  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
The  bosom  of  thy  love. 

597  (336)      (Amazing  Grace.)  C.  M. 

1  A  MAZING  grace  !  how  sweet  the  so:ind 
XX.  That  saved  a  wretch  like  me  ! 

I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found, 

Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 
'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  relieved  ; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 

The  hour  I  first  believed. 

2  Through  many  dangers,  toils  and  snares, 

1  have  already  come  ; 

'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  Avill  lead  me  home. 

The  Lord  hath  promised  good  to  me, 
His  word  my  hope  secures  ; 

He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be, 
As  long  as  life  endures. 

3  Yes,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease, 
I  shall  possess,  within  the  veil, 

A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 
This  earth  will  soon  dissolve  like  snow, 

The  sun  forbear  to  shine  ; 
But  God,  who  called  me  here  below 

Will  be  forever  mine. 

598  (337)        (Voice  of  Mercy.)  7s. 

1   inTARK,  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord  ! 
JJL   'Tia  thy  Saviour;   hear  his  word  I 
Jesus  speaks,  he  speaks  to  thee,  — 
"  Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me? 
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H  Y  M  IS"  S  . 

2  "  I  delivered  thee  when  bound, 

And  when  bleeding,  healed  thy  wound, 
Sought  thee  wand'ring,  set  thee  right, 
Turned  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above, 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death, 

4  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  faith  is  done, 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be,  — 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me?" 

5  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint, 
That  my  love  is  still  so  faint ; 
Yet  I  love  thee,  and  adore  ; 

O  for  grace  to  love  thee  more  ! 

599     (337)       {Voice  of  Mercy.)  -7s. 

1  T  ORD,  accept  our  feeble  song  ! 

JLi  Power  and  praise  to  thee  belong ; 
We  would  all  thy  grace  record, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 

2  Rich  in  glory,  thou  didst  stoop, 
Thence  is  all  thy  people's  hope  ; 
Thou  wast  poor,  that  we  might  be 
Rich  in  glory,  Lord,  with  thee. 

3  When  we  think  of  love  like  this, 
Joy  and  shame  our  hearts  possess ; 
Joy,  that  thou  couldst  pity  thus, 
Shame,  for  such  returns  from  us. 

4  Yet  we  hope  the  day  to  see, 
When  we  shall  from  sin  be  free  ; 
When  to  thee  in  glory  brought, 
We  shall  serve  thee  as  we  ought. 

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H  Y  M  1ST  S  . 

600      (338)  (Contrast.)  8s. 

1  TTOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 
JLL  When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see  ; 

Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds  and  sweet  flowers, 
Have  lost  all  their  sweetness  to  me  ; 

The  mid-summer  sun  shines  but  dim, 
The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay  ; 

But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 
December's  as  pleasant  as  May. 

2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice  ; 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice  ; 
I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nigh, 

Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear  ; 
No  mortal  so  happy  as  I, 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 

8  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

My  all  to  his  pleasure  resigned ; 
No  changes  of  season  or  place 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind ; 
While  blest  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear  ; 
And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 

If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 


T 


(J()J      (330)  (Contrast.)  8s. 

|MIE  church  in  her  militant  state 
Is  weary,  and  cannot  forbear  ; 
The  saints  with  desire  still  wait, 

To  see  him  again  in  the  aii 
The  Spirit  invites,  in  the  bride, 

Her  heavenly  Lord  to  descend  ; 
And  place  her,  enthroned  at  his  side, 
In  glory  that  never  shall  end. 
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HYMNS. 

2  The  news  .  f  his  coming  I  hear, 

And  gladly  I  join  in  the  cry  ; 
O  Jesus,  in  triumph  appear ! 

Appear  in  the  clouds  of  the  sky. 
Come,  Lord,  to  the  bride  of  thy  love, 

In  fulness  of  majesty  come  ; 
And  give  me  the  mansion  above, 

Prepared  in  thy  heavenly  home. 

602      (339)      (The  Good  Shepherd,)        8s  &  7s. 

I  T  ET  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Saviour, 
JLA  Come,  and  bid  our  jarring  cease  ; 
Come,  O  come,  and  reign  forever, 

God  of  love,  and  Prince  of  Peace  ; 
Visit  now  thy  precious  Zion, 

See  thy  people  mourn  and  weep  ; 
Day  and  night  thy  lambs  are  crying, 

Come,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 


Many  follow  men's  inventions, 

And  submit  to  human  laws  ; 
Hence  divisions  and  contentions 

Sully  the  Redeemer's  £ause  ; 
Hence  we  suffer  persecution, 

While  the  foolish  virgins  sleep  ; 
All  is  uproar  and  confusion  ; 

Come,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

Some  of  Paul,  some  of  Apollos, 

Some  of  Cephas,  few  agree  ; 
Jesus,  let  us  hear  thee  call  us, 

Help  us,  Lord,  to  follow  thee  ; 
Then  we'll  rush  through  what  encumbers, 

Every  hindrance  overleap, 
Fearing  not  their  force  or  numbers  ; 

Come,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 
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hy  M:isr  s. 

4  Come,  good  Lord,  with  courage  arm  us ; 

Persecution  we'll  not  fear  ; 
Nothing,  Lord,  we  know  can  harm  us, 

While  our  loving  Shepherd's  near; 
Glory  !  glory  !  give  him  glory  ; 

Strong  is  he,  and  he  will  keep  ; 
He  will  clear  our  way  before  us  ; 

The  good  Shepherd  feeds  his  sheep. 

603      (340)  (Come  Away.)  P.M. 

0COME,  come  away  !  for  time's  career  is  closing  ; 
Let  worldly  care  henceforth  forbear, 
O  come,  come  away  ! 
Come,  come  !  our  holy  joys  renew, 
Where  love  and  heavenly  friendship  grew  ; 
The  Spirit  welcomes  you  !  O  come,  come  away ! 

2  Awake,  ye  !  awake  !    no  time  now  for  reposing  ; 
u  The  Lord  is  near  !  "  breaks  on  the  ear, 

O  come,  come  away  ! 

Come,  come,  where  Jesus'  love  will  be, 

Who  says,  "  I  meet  with  two  or  three  :  " 

Sweet  promise  made  to  thee  !  O  come,  come  away  ! 

«% 

3  Come  where  sacred  song  the  pilgrim's  heart  is 
Come,  and  Learn  there  the  power  of  prayer,  [cheering  ; 

O  come,  come  away  ! 
Ill  sweetest    Holes  of   sympathy 

We  praise  and  pray  in  harmony; 

Love  makes  our  unity  !  O  come,  come  away  ! 

4  Nigh:  soon  will  be  o'er,  and  endless  day  appearing  ; 
Away  from  home  no  more  we'll  roam; 

( )  come,  come  away  ! 
And  when  the  trump  of  God  shall  sound, 
The  saints  no  more  by  Death  are  bound: 
Lie  owns  our  Je3us  crowned.  O  come,  come  away  J 
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HYMN  S. 

5  O  come,  come  away,  my  Saviour,  in  thy  glory ! 
"Thy  kingdom  come,  thy  will  be  done," 

O,  come,  come  away ! 
0,  come,  my  Lord,  thy  right  maintain, 
And  take  thy  throne  and  on  it  reign  ; 
Then  earth  shall  bloom  again  !  O,  come,  come  away  ! 

(304     (341)  (Come  Away.)  P.M. 

OHAIL,  happy  day,  that  speaks  our  trials  ended, 
Our  Lord  has  come  to  take  us  home ; 
O  hail,  happy  day ! 
No  more  by  doubts  or  fears  distressed, 
We  now  shall  gain  our  promised  rest, 
And  be  forever  blest !  O  hail,  happy  day  ! 

2  Swell  loud  the  glad  note,  our  bondage  now  is  over  ; 
The  Jubilee  proclaims  us  free  ; 

O    hail,  happy  day  ! 
The  day  that  brings  a  sweet  release, 
That  crowns  our  Jesus  Prince  of  Peace, 
And  bids  our  sorrows  cease  !  O  hail,  happy  day ! 

3  O  hail,  happy  day,  that  ends  our  tears  and  sorrows, 
That  brings  us  joy  without  alloy, 

O  hail,  happy  day  ! 
There  peace  shall  wave  her  sceptre  high, 
And  love's  fair  banner  greet  the  eye, 
Proclaiming  victory  !  O  hail,  happy  day  ! 

4  We  hail  thy  bright  beams,  O  morn  of  Zion's  glory  ; 
Thy  blessed  light  breaks  on  our  sight, 

O  hail,  happy  day  ! 
Fair  Beulah's  fields  before  us  rise, 
And  sweetly  burst  upon  our  eyes 
The  joys  of  Paradise  !  O  hail,  happy  day ! 
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HYM^s. 

5  Thrice  hail,  happy  day,  when  earth  shall  smile  in 
And  Eden  bloom  o'er  nature's  tomb,         [gladness, 

O  hail,  happy  clay  ! 
Where  life's  pellucid  waters  glide, 
Safe  by  the  dear  Redeemer's  side, 
Forever  we'  11  abide  !   O  hail,  happy  day  ! 

605      (341)       {Brethren,  Pray,)  L.  M. 

1  TTTHAT  various  hindrances  we  meet 

V  V     In  coming  to  the  mercy-seat  ; 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darkened  cloud  withdraw ; 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw, 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 

Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight ; 
Prayer  keeps  the  Christian's  armor  bright ; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Have  we  no  words?  ah  !  think  again  ; 
Words  flow  apace  when  we  complain, 
And  till  our  fellow-creature's  ear 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  our  care. 

5  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Our  cheerful  song  would  oftener  be, 

u  Hear  what  the  Lord  hath  done  for  me  !  " 

f>0G      (342)        (Happy  Home.)  C.  M 


:j 


ERUSALEM,  my  glorious  home, 
Name  ever  dear  to  me  ; 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 

In  joy,  and  peace,  and  theel 

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HYMNS. 

Cho.  —  I'm  going  home,  I  'm  going  home, 
I'm  on  my  journey  home  : 
Soon  I  my  Savour's  face  shall  see, 
And  rest  in  heaven,  my  home. 

2  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know  ; 
Blest  seats,  through  rude  and  stormy  scenes 
I  onward  press  to  you. 

3  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe, 

Or  feel  at  death  dismay? 
I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 
And  realms  of  endless  day  ! 

4  Jerusalem  !  my  happy  home  ! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee  : 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

606J     (342)  {Happy  Home.)  CM. 

1  TERU  SALEM,  my  happy  home, 
J    O,  how  I  long  for  thee  ! 

When  will  my  sorrows  have  an  end? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see? 

2  Thy  walls  are  all  of  precious  stones, 

Most  glorious  to  behold  ; 
Thy  gates  are  richly  set  with  pearly 
Thy  streets  are  paved  with  gold. 

3  Thy  gardens  and  thy  pleasant  walks 

My  study  long  have  been  ; 
Such  dazzling  views  by  human  sight 
Have  never  yet  been  seen. 

4  If  such  thy  holy  city,  Lord, 

Why  should  we  linger  here, 
Still  cleaving  to  this  vile  abode, 
Nor  wish  thee  to  appear  ! 
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11  Y  IVX  >T  S  . 

5  Lord,  help  us  by  thy  mighty  grace 

To  keep  in  view  the  prize, 
Till  thou  dost  come  to  take  us  home 
To  that  blest  paradise. 

6  When  we  Ve  been  there  ten  thousand  years, 

Bright  shining  as  the  sun, 
We've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise 
Than  when  we  first  begun. 

607     (343)  (Abila.)  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  f\  MY  soul,  what  means  this  sadness  ? 
\J  Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down? 
Let  thy  griefs  be  turned  to  gladness  ; 

Bid  thy  restless  fears  be  gone  : 
Look  to  Jesus, 
And  rejoice  in  his  dear  name. 

2  What  though  Satan's  strong  temptations 

Vex  and  grieve  thee,  day  by  day ; 
And  thy  sinful  inclinations 

Often  fill  thee  with  dismay? 
Thou  shalt  conquer  — 
Through  the  Lamb's  Redeeming  blood. 

3  Though  ten  thousand  ills  beset  thee, 

From  without  and  from  within  ; 
Jesus  saith  he'll  ne'er  forget  thee, 

But  will  save  from  hell  and  sin  : 
lie  is  faithful 
To  perform  bis  gracious  word. 

4  Though  distresses  now  attend  thee, 

And  thou  tread'st  the  thorny  road; 
His  right  hand  shall  still  defend  thee; 
Soon  he'll  bring  thee  home  to  God  ! 
Therefore  praise  him  — 
Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 
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h  y  jVL  :sr  s . 

0,  that  I  could  now  adore  him, 
Like  the  heavenly  host  above, 

Who  forever  bow  before  him, 
And  unceasing  sing  his  love  ! 

Happy  songsters  ! 
When  shall  I  your  chorus  join? 


C08      (344)      {How  Precious  is  the  Name.) 

1   TTOW  precious  is  the  name, 
JLL  Brethren,  sing,  brethren,  sing, 

How  precious  is  the  name,  brethren,  sing  ; 
How  precious  is  the  name, 
Of  Christ  our  Paschal  Lamb, 
Who  bore  our  sin  and  shame, 
On  the  tree,  on  the  tree, 

Who  bore  our  sin  and  shame,  on  the  tree. 


2  I've  given  all  for  Christ, 

He's  my  all,  he's  my  all, 
I've  given  all  for  Christ,  he's  my  all ; 
I've  given  all  for  Christ, 
And  my  spirit  cannot  rest, 
Unless  he's  in  my  breast, 

Reigning  there,  reigning  there, 
Unless  he 's  in  my  breast,  reigning  there. 


3  His  easy  yoke  I'll  bear, 

With  delight,  with  delight, 
His  easy  yoke  I  '11  bear,  with  delight ; 
His  easy  yoke  I  '11  bear, 
And  his  cross  I  will  not  fear ; 
His  name  I  will  declare, 
Evermore,  evermore, 
His  name  I  will  declare,  evermore. 
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K  Y  M  »  S. 

609     (344)         (Experience.)       8s,  5s,  7s,  4s. 

1  T  HAVE  sought  round  the  verdant  earth 
JL  For  unfading  joy  ; 

I  have  tried  every  source  of  mirth, 

But  all,  all  will  cloy  ; 
Lord,  bestow  on  me, 
Grace  to  set  the  spirit  free ! 
Thine  the  praise  shall  be, 

Mine,  mine  the  joy. 

2  I  have  wandered  in  mazes  dark, 

Of  doubt  and  distress  ; 
I  have  not  had  a  kindling  spark, 

My  spirit  to  bless  ; 
Cheerless  unbelief, 
Filled  my  laboring  soul  with  grief; 
What  shall  give  relief? 

What  shall  give  peace? 

8  I  then  turned  to  thy  Gospel,  Lord, 

From  folly  away  ; 
I  then  trusted  thy  Holy  Word, 

That  taught  me  to  pray ; 
Here  I  found  release, 
Weary  spirit  here  found  rest, 
Hope  of  endless  bliss, 

Eternal  day. 

4  I  will  praise  now  my  heavenly  King, 

I'll  praise  and  adore  ; 
The  heart's  richest  tribute  bring 

To  thee,  God  of  power; 
In  my  home  from  above, 
Saved  by  thy  redeeming  love, 
Loud  the  (Strains  shall  move, 

Forever  more. 


610  (345)  (Intercession.)  8s  &  7s. 

1  "jVTOW  the  Saviour  stands  a  pleading 
11    At  the  sinner's  bolted  heart ; 
Now,  in  heaven  he's  interceding, 

Undertaking  sinners'  part. 
Sinners,  can  you  hate  this  Saviour? 

Will  you  thrust  him  from  your  arms? 
Once  he  died  for  your,  behaviour, 

Now  he  calls  you  to  his  arms. 

2  Sinners,  hear  your  God  and  Saviour, 

Hear  his  gracious  voice  to-day  ; 
Turn  from  all  your  vain  behaviour, 

O  repent,  return,  and  pray. 
Sinners,  can  you  hate  this  Saviour,  &c. 

3  Now  he's  waiting  to  be  gracious, 

Now  he  stands  and  looks  on  thee  ; 
See,  what  kindness,  love  and  pity, 

Shine  around  on  you  and  me. 
Sinners,  can  you  hate  this  Saviour,  &c. 

4  Open  now  your  hearts  before  him, 

Bid  the  Saviour  welcome  in  ; 
Now  receive  —  and  0,  adore  him, 

Take  a  full  discharge  from  sin. 
Sinners,  can  you  hate  this  Saviour,  &c. 

5  Come,  for  all  things  now  are  ready, 

Yet  there 's  room  for  many  more  ; 
O  ye  blind,  ye  lame  and  needy, 

Come  to  wisdom's  boundless  store. 
Sinners,  can  you  hate  this  Saviour,  &c. 

611  (346)       {Hoist  Every  Sail)  C.  M. 

1    \  A  THAT  vessel  are  you  sailing  in? 
V  V     Declare  to  us  the  same. 
Our  vessel  is  the  Ark  of  God, 
And  Christ  our  Captain's  name, 

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HYMNS. 

Cno.  ^-  Hoist  every  sail  to  catch  the  gale, 
Each  sailor  ply  his  oar ; 
The  night  begins  to  wear  away, 
We  soon  shall  reach  the  shore. 

2  Pray,  what's  the  port  to  which  you  sail? 

Declare  to  us  straightway. 

The  New  Jerusalem's  our  port, 

The  realms  of  endless  day. 

3  And  are  you  not  afraid  some  storm 

Your  bark  will  overwhelm? 
We  cannot  fear  :  the  Lord  is  near ; 
Our  Father's  at  the  helm. 

4  Our  compass  is  the  sacred  Word ; 

Our  anchor,  blooming  hope  ; 
The  love  of  God,  our  main  top-sail ; 
And  faith,  our  cable  rope. 

5  We've  looked  astern,  and  many  toils 

The  Lord  has  brought  us  through  ; 
We're  looking  now  ahead,  and  lo, 
The  "land"  appears  in  view. 

6  The  sun  is  up,  the  clouds  arc  gone, 

The  heavens  above  are  clear  ; 

The  city  bright  appears  in  sight, 

We're  getting  round  the  pier. 

7  And  when  we  all  are  landed  safe 

On  the  celestial  plain, 

Our  song  shall  be,  "  Worthy's  the  Lamb, 
For  rebel  sinners  slain  !  " 

C12     Oi7)  (Penitence.)  7s  &  Gs 

1    TESUS,  let  thy  pitying  eye 
J    Call  back  a  wand'ring  sheep, 

False  to  thee,  like  Peter,  I 

Would  lain  like  Peter  weep. 

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HYMN  S. 

Let  me  be  by  grace  restored  ; 

On  me  be  all  long-suffering  shown ; 
Turn  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

2  Saviour,  Prince  enthroned  above, 

Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me,  through  thy  dying  love^ 

The  humble,  contrite  heart ; 
Give  what  I  have  long  implored, 

A  portion  of  thy  grief  unknown ; 
Turn  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

3  For  thine  own  compassion's  sake, 

The  gracious  wonder  show  ; 
Cast  my  sins  behind  thy  back, 

And  wash  me  white  as  snow. 
If  thy  bowels  now  are  stirred, 

If  now  I  do  myself  bemoan, 
Turn  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

613     (348)      (  What  Sound  is  This  f)     8s  &  6s, 

1  1 1  THAT  sound  is  this  salutes  my  ear  ? 

V  V     'T  is  Gabriel's  trump  methinks  I  hear  ; 

Th'  expected  day  has  come. 
Behold  the  heavens,  the  earth,  the  sea, 
Proclaim  the  year  of  Jubilee, 

Return,  ye  exiles,  home. 

2  Behold  the  fair  Jerusalem, 
Illuminated  by  the  Lamb, 

In  glory  doth  appear. 
Fair  Zion  rising  from  the  tombs, 
To  meet  the  Brldsgroom,  lo  !  he  comes, 

And  hails  the  festive  year. 
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HYMNS. 

3  My  soul  is  striving  to  be  there  ; 
I  long  to  rise  and  cleave  the  air, 

And  trace  the  upward  road. 
Adieu,  adieu,  ye  glittering  toys, 
I  sigh  to  taste  eternal  joys, 

And  see  my  Saviour  God. 

4  Fly,  ling'ring  moments,  fly,  O  fly  ; 
I  thirst,  I  pant,  I  long  to  try, 

Angelic  joys  to  prove. 
Soon  shall  be  changed  this  mortal  clay ; 
I'll  clap  my  hands  and  soar  away, 

And  shout  redeeming  love. 


614      (349)  (  Worthy  is  the  Lamb.) 

1  T/tT0RTIIY'  worthy is  tlie  Lamb ; 

V  V    Worthy,  worthy  is  the  Lamb  ; 
Worthy,  worthy  is  the  Lamb 

That  was  slain  ; 
Glory!   Hallelujah! 
Praise  him  !  Hallelujah  ! 
Glory!  Hallelujah 

To  the  Lamb  ! 

2  Sons  of  morning,  sing  his  praise, 
In  the  noblest  strains  you  raise, 
Man's  redemption  claims  your  lays, 

Praise  the  Lamb  ! 
Glory!    Hallelujah!   &c. 

0  See,  in  sad  Gethsemane, 
See,  OD  tragic  Calvary, 
Sinner,  see  his  love  to  thee, 

Praise  the  Lamb ! 
Glory!  Hallelujah  I  &c. 

390 


H  Y  M  N  S  . 

4  Penitents,  dry  up  yonr  tears  ; 
God  hath  heard  believing  prayers  ; 
He  forgives  you  when  he  hears 

His  dear  Lamb  ! 
Glory  !  Hallelujah  !   &c. 

5  Thus  may  we  each  moment  feel, 
Love  him,  serve  him,  praise  him  still. 
Till  we  all,  on  Zion's  hill, 

See  the  Lamb  ! 
Glory!  Hallelujah!   &c. 

615     (350)  {Happy  Day.)  L.  M. 

1  T)RESERVED  by  thine  almighty  power, 
X.    O  Lord,  our  Maker,  Saviour,  King, 
And  brought  to  see  this  happy  hour, 

We  come  thy  praises  here  to  sing. 

Cho.  —  Happy  day  !  happy  day  ! 
Here  in  thy  courts  we'll  gladly  stay, 
And  at  thy  footstool  humbly  pray, 
That  thou  wouldst  take  our  sins  away. 

2  We  praise  thee  for  thy  constant  care, 

For  life  preserved,  for  mercies  given ; 
O,  may  we  still  those  mercies  share, 
And  taste  the  joys  of  sins  forgiven. 
Happy  day  !   &c. 

3  We  praise  thee  for  the  joyful  news, 

Of  pardon  through  a  Saviour's  blood. 

O  Lord,  incline  our  hearts  to  choose 

The  road  to  happiness  and  God. 

Happy  day  !  &c. 
* 

4  And  when  our  pilgrim  days  are  done, 

Grant,  Lord,  that  we  at  length  may  joiuf 
In  rapturous  numbers  round  thy  throne, 
The  song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 
Happy  day !  &c. 
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EC  Y  M  :sr  s . 

616  (350)  {Happy  Day.)  L.  M. 

1  r\  HAPPY  day  that  fixed  my  choice 
\J  On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God ! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 

And  tell  its  rapture  all  abroad. 
Happy  day  !   &c. 

2  O  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 

To  him  who  merits  all  my  love  ; 
Let  cheerful  anthems  till  his  house, 
While  to  thy  sacred  shrine  I  move. 
Happy  day  !    &c. 

3  'Tis  done,  the  great  transaction's  done  ; 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine  ; 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 

Charmed  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 
Happy  day  !    &c. 

4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart ; 

Fixed  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest ; 
Nor  ever  from  thy  Lord  depart ; 
With  him  of  every  good  possessed. 
Happy  day  !   &c. 

617  (351)  (Sonnet.)  8s  &  4s. 

1   TT7IIEN  for  eternal  worlds  we  steer, 

VY     And  seas  are  calm,  and  skies  are  clear, 
And  faith  in  lively  exercise, 
*  And  distant  hills  of  Canaan  rise, 

O  then  for  joy  we'll  shout  and  Bing, 
Loud  praise  to  Zion's  glorious  King, 
We'll  soon  be  there, 
We'll  soon  be  there, 
Loud  praise  to  Zion's  glorious  King, 
We'll  soon  be  there. 
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HYMNS. 

2  With  cheerful  hope  our  eyes  explore 
Each  landmark  on  the  distant  shore  : 
The  tree  of  life,  the  pastures  green, 
The  golden  streets,  the  crystal  stream. 

O,  then  for  joy  we'll  shout  and  sing, 
Loud  praise  to  Zion's  glorious  King, 
We  '11  soon  be  there. 

3  When  nearer  still  we  draw  to  land, 
More  eager,  all  our  powers  expand ; 
With  steady  helm  and  free-bent  sail, 
Our  anchor  drops  within  the  veil ! 

O,  then  for  joy  we'll  shout  and  sing 
Loud  praise  to  Zion's  glorious  King, 
We'll  soon  be  there. 


618      (351)  (Sonnet.)  8s  &  4s. 

1  \  I  THEN  shall  the  saints  forever  rest 

V  V    With  all  the  ransomed  and  the  blest  ? 
When  will  their  journeyings  all  be  o'er? 
When  will  they  meet  to  part  no  more  ? 
When  shall  their  toils  and  trials  cease  ? 
When  shall  they  rest  and  be  at  peace  ? 
When  Jesus  comes. 

2  When  shall  the  pilgrim's  longing  sight 
Be  gladdened  by  the  glorious  light, 
That  shall  be  shed  in  golden  flood 
Upon  the  paradise  of  God, 

Where  sin  and  sorrow  ne'er  can  come, 
But  where  the  blest  shall  find  a  home  ? 
When  Jesus  comes. 

S  When  shall  this  war  and  strife  be  done? 
When  shall  the  hard-fought  fight  be  won? 
When  shall  the  ransomed  victors  be 
Enrobed  in  immortality  ? 
393 


When  shall  the  bonds  of  death  be  riven? 
When  shall  the  crown  of  Life  be  given? 
When  Jesus  comes. 

Then,  while  as  pilgrims  here  we  roam, 
We'll  cry,  Lord  Jesus,  quickly  come  ! 
Come,  end  our  faith,  our  hopes,  our  fears, 
Our  griefs  aud  sorrows,  sighs  and  tears  ! 
Restore  the  kingdom  !  wear  the  crown  ! 
O  rend  the  heavens  !  appear  !  come  down  ! 
Lord  Jesus,  come  ! 


619      (3r>2)      (Poor  Way-faring  Man.)       L.  M, 

1  A    POOR  way- faring  man  of  grief 
JLJL  Hath  often  crossed  me  on  my  way, 
Who  sued  so  humbly  for  relief, 

That  1  could  never  answer  nay  ; 
I  had  not  power  to  ask  his  name, 
Whither  he  went  or  whence  he  came, 
Yet  there  was  something  in  his  eye, 
That  Avon  my  love,  1  knew  not  why. 

2  Once,  when  my  Bcanty  meal  was  spread, 

He  entered  ;  not  a  word  he  spake  ; 
Just  perishing  for  want  of  bread, 

I  gave  him  all  ;   he  blessed  and  brake, 
And  ate,  but  gave  me  part  again  , 
Mine  was  an  angel's  portion  then, 
And  Avhile  J  led  with  eager  haste, 
The  crilSt  was  manna  to  mv  taste. 


8  I  spied  him  where  a  fountain  burst 

Clear  from  a  rock  ;   his  strength  was  gone; 
The  heedless  water  mocked  his  t hirst ; 
lie  heard  it,  saw  it  hurrying  on  ; 
394 


HYMXS. 

I  ran  and  raised  the  sufPrer  up ; 
Thrice  from  the  stream  he  drained  my  cup ; 
Dipped,  and  returned  it  running  o'er  ; 
I  drank,  and  never  thirsted  more. 

4  'T  was  night ;  the  floods  were  out ;  it  blew 

A  wintry  hurricane  aloof; 
I  heard  his  voice  abroad,  and  flew 

To  bid  him  welcome,  to  my  roof. 
I  warmed,  and  clothed,  and  cheered  my  guest, 
Laid  him  on  mine  own  couch  to  rest ; 
Then  made  the  earth  my  bed,  and  seemed 
In  Eden's  garden  while  I  dreamed. 

5  Stripped,  wounded,  beaten  nigh  to  death, 

I  found  him  by  the  highway  side  ; 
I  roused  his  pulse,  brought  back  his  breath, 

Revived  his  spirit,  and  supplied 
Wine,  oil,  refreshment  —  he  was  healed  ; 
I  had  myself  a  wound  concealed, 
But  from  that  hour  forgot  the  smart, 
And  peace  bound  up  my  broken  heart, 

6  In  prison  I  saw  him  next,  condemned 

To  meet  a  traitor's  doom  at  morn  ; 
The  tide  of  lying  tongues  I  stemmed, 

And  honored  him  'mid  shame  and  scorn. 
My  friendship's  utmost  zeal  to  try, 
He  asked  if  I  for  him  would  die  ? 
The  flesh  was  weak,  my  blood  ran  chill, 
But  the  free  spirit  cried,  "I  will !  " 

7  Then,  in  a  moment,  to  my  view 

The  stranger  started  from  disguise  ; 
The  tokens  in  his  hands  I  knew,  — 

My  Saviour  stood  before  my  eyes  ! 
He  spake,  and  my  poor  name  he  named  — 
"  Of  me  thou  hast  not  been  ashamed  ; 
These  deeds  shall  thy  memorial  be : 
Fear  not,  thou  didst  it  unto  me." 
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K  Y  >1  IN"  S  . 

620  (353)        (Morning  Bells.)  Ss  &  7s. 

1  ITTARK  !  the  morning  bells  are  ringing  ! 
JUL  Children,  haste  without  delay  ; 
Prayers  of  thousands  now  are  winging 

Up  to  heaven  their  silent  way. 
Come,  children,  come  !  the  bells  are  ringing, 

To  the  school  with  haste  repair  ; 
Let  us  all  unite  in  singing, 

All  unite  in  solemn  prayer. 

2  'Tis  an  hour  of  happy  meeting, 

Children  meet  for  praise  and  prayer ; 
But  the  hour  is  short  and  ileeting, 
Let  us  then  be  early  there. 

3  Do  not  keep  our  teachers  waiting, 

While  you  tarry  by  the  way  ; 
Nor  disturb  the  school  reciting, 
'Tis  the  holy  Sabbath  day. 

4  Children,  haste  !  the  bells  are  ringing, 

And  the  morning's  bright  and  fair, 
Thousands  now  unite  in  singing, 
Thousands,  too,  in  solemn  prayer. 

621  (354)        (The  Waters.)  7s  &  6s. 
IAS  Time's  last  sands  seemed  wasting, 

1\_  The  world  at  large  was  stirred  ! 
Man  saw  his  doom  was  hasting, 

The  warning  all  had  heard. 
But  now  the  world  is  sleeping, 

In  slumber  most  profound  ; 
But  few  the  watch  are  keeping, 

Though  fast  to  judgment  bound. 

2   The  few  that  still  are  heeding 

That  awful  judgment  call, 

And,  while  they  wait,  are  pleading, 

Like  Lot  at  Sodom's  fall, — 
3% 


H  YM^NT  s. 

They  seem,  like  Lot,  but  mocking, 
To  all  the  worldly  throng ; 

Reproach  and  curses  shocking 
They  now  have  suffered  long. 

3  They  hear  the  scoffer  railing, 

In  triumph  and  in  pride  ; 
With  blasphemies  unfailing, 

God's  promise  is  denied  ; 
But  mercy's  long  endurance 

"With  that  vain  infidel 
Gives  them  a  strong  assurance, 

By  which  the  day  they  tell. 

4  Magicians,  too,  are  scheming, 

As  in  old  Pharaoh's  land  ; 
With  counterfeits  are  teeming, 

And  thus  the  truth  withstand ; 
Christ  and  the  restitution 

By  them  are  done  away ; 
But  this,  to  their  confusion, 

Must  usher  in  that  day. 

5  Earth's  wisdom  sees  advancing 

The  fabled  golden  dawn  ; 
And  genius,  brightly  glancing, 

Her  children  urges  on. 
But  when  they  wield  the  lightning, 

And  fly  o'er  land  and  sea, 
Our  better  prospects  bright'ning, 

Now  near  at  hand  must  be  ! 

6  The  Christian  steward,  slothful, 

Puts  off  the  evil  day ; 
Disturbed  in  scenes  unlawful, 
He  says,  "  It  must  delay," 
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H  Y  M  ^r  s . 

But  still,  though  by  his  smiting. 
The  faithful  sigh  in  pain, 

While  he  the  troth  is  spiting, 
The  Master  comes  again  ! 

7  See,  fashion  gay  is  blending 

With  mirth  in  yonder  hall ; 
Its  charm  rich  music  lending, 

And  plenty  spread  for  all. 
But  folly  so  untimely,     . 

Such  heedless  revelry, 
The  watchful  tells,  sublimely, 

Their  joys  they  soon  shall  see. 

8  The  thrones  of  earth  are  reeling, 

In  sad  perplexity  ; 
Their  retribution  sealing 

By  pride  and  cruelty. 
As  ruler,  warrior,  banker, 

Attest  their  hastening  doom, 
More  steadfast  is  our  anchor ; 

God's  kingdom  sooti  will  come. 

9  Thus  earth's  mad  children  seeming, 

Are  found  in  that  dread  day  ; 
Some  scoffing,  feasting,  dreaming, 

To  judgment  called  away  ! 
Their  triumphs  now  are  ended; 

Probation,  hope,  are  gone  ! 
Their  fruitless  cries  are  blended, 

As  vengeance  rushes  on  ! 

JO   But  see  that  remnant  humble, 
Who  held  the  faithful  word, 
So  fearful  they  should  stumble, — 

While  hope  was  long  deferred. 
The  sons  of  earth  are  leaving 

Their  honor,  mirth,  and  gold  ; 
But  these  shall  end  their  grieving, 
In  joys  that  can't  be  told  ! 
9 


HYMNS. 

622  (355)  (PerkinsviUe.)  8s  &  6s. 

1  Tl  ARE  WELL,  vain  world,  I  bid  adieu ! 
Jl    Your  glories  I  despise, 

Your  friendship  I  no  more  pursue, 
Your  flatteries  are  but  lies. 

2  You  promise  happiness  in  vain, 

Nor  can  you  satisfy  ; 
Your  brightest  pleasures  turn  to  pain, 
And  all  your  treasures  die. 

3  Then  let  my  soul  rise  far  above, 

By  faith  I  '11  take  my  wing, 
To  the  eternal  realms  of  love, 
Where  saints  and  angels  sing. 

4  There's  love  and  joy  that  will  not  waste  ; 

And  treasures  that  endure  — 
There's  pleasure  that  will  always  last, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

623  (356)  (Sabbath  School) 

1  QWEET  Sabbath  school,  place  dear  to  me, 
O  Where'er  through  life  I  roam, 

My  heart  will  often  turn  to  thee, 

My  childhood's  Sabbath  home. 
Within  thy  courts  of  Him  I've  heard, 

Wrhose  birth  the  angels  sung, 
When  o'er  the  shepherds,  filled  with  fear, 

The  star  of  glory  hung. 

2  0  holy  place  !  where  first  we  shed 

The  penitential  tear  ; 
Where  youthful  steps  are  taught  to  tread 

In  paths  of  peace  and  prayer. 
When  all  our  wanderings  here  shall  cease, 

And  cares  of  life  shall  end, 
In  God's  eternal  Sabbath  place 

May  we  our  anthems  blend- 
399 


H  Y  M  N  S  . 

g24      (356)      (Heavenly  Union.) 

1  A  TTEXD,  yc  saints,  and  hear  me  tell 
1\_  The  wonders  of  Immanuel, 

Who  kindly  helped  me  when  I  fell, 
And  brought  my  soul  with  him  to  dwell, 
And  feel  this  blessed  union. 

2  When  J  esus  saw  me  from  on  high, 
Beheld  my  soul  in  ruin  lie, 

He  looked  on  me  with  pitying  eye, 
And  said  to  me,  as  he  passed  by  : 
u  With  God  you  have  no  union." 

3  Then  I  began  to  weep  and  cry, 
And  looked  this  way  and  that,  to  fly, 
It  grieved  me  so  that  I  must  die  ; 

I  strove  salvation  for  to  buy : 
But  still  I  had  no  union. 

4  But  when  I  hated  all  my  sin, 
My  dear  Redeemer  took  me  in, 

And  with  his  blood  he  washed  me  clean; 
And  O  !  what  seasons  I  have  seen 
Since  first  I  felt  this  union. 

5  I  praised  the  Lord  both  night  and  day, 
And  went  from  house  to  house  to  pray ; 
And  if  1  met  one  on  the  way, 

I  always  had  something  to  say 
About  this  heavenly  union. 

625      (857)      (7V/e  IIaPPV  Land.) 
1    mil  EKE  is  a  happy  land, 
X    Not  far  a  way, 
Where  saints  will  glorious  stand, 

Bright,  bright  as  day. 
O  how  they  sweetly  sing, 
Worthy  I8  our  Saviour  King, 
Loud  let  his  praises  ring, 
Praise,  praise  for  aye  1 
400 


>£  YM2TS. 

2  Come  to  that  happy  land, 

Come,  come  away ! 
Why  will  ye  .doubting  stand, 

Why  still  delay? 
O,  we  shall  happy  be, 
When  from  sin  and  sorrow  free ! 
Lord,  we  shall  live  with  thee, 

Blest,  blest  for  aye ! 

3  When  in  that  happy  land, 

Beams  every  eye  ; 
Kept  by  a  Father's  hand, 

Love  cannot  die. 
O,  then,  to  glory  run ! 
Be  a  crown  and  kingdom  won ! 
And,  brighter  than  the  sun, 

We  reign  for  aye ! 

626     (358)       {Garden  Hymn.)  C.  P.  M. 

1  nnHE  Lord  into  his  garden  comes  ; 
JL   The  spices  yield  a  rich  perfume, 

The  lilies  grow  and  thrive  ; 
Refreshing  showers  of  grace  divine, 
From  Jesus  flow  to  every  vine, 

Which  makes  the  dead  revive. 

2  O  that  this  dry  and  barren  ground 
In  springs  of  water  may  abound, 

A  fruitful  soil  become  ! 
The  desert  blossoms  as  the  rose, 
When  Jesus  conquers  all  his  foes, 

And  makes  his  people  one. 

3  The  glorious  time  is  rolling  on, 
The  gracious  work  is  now  begun, 

My  soul  a  witness  is  ; 
I  taste  and  see  the  pardon  free, 
For  all  mankind  as  well  as  me, 

Who  come  to  Christ  may  live. 
401 


HYMNS. 

4  The  worst  of  sinners  here  may  find 
A  Saviour  pitiful  and  kind, 

Who  will  them  all  receive  ; 
None  are  too  late  who  will  repent ; 
Out  of  one  sinner  legions  went ; 

Jesus  did  him  relieve. 

5  Come,  brethren,  ye  who  love  the  Lord, 
And  taste  the  sweetness  of  his  word, 

In  Jesus'  ways  go  on  ; 
Our  troubles  and  our  trials  here, 
Will  only  make  us  richer  there, 

When  we  arrive  at  home. 

6  Amen,  amen,  my  soul  replies, 
I'm  bound  for  realms  of  Paradise, 

To  claim  my  mansion  there  ; 
Now  here 's  my  heart,  and  here  '&  my  hand, 
To  meet  you  in  that  heavenly  lanJ, 

Where  we  shall  part  no  more. 

627     (359)    (The  Sinner's  Invitation.)   6s  &  7s. 

1  QINNER,  go,  will  you  go, 
O  To  the  highlands  of  Eden? 
Where  the  storms  never  blow, 

And  the  long  summer's  given  ; 
Where  the  bright  blooming  flowers 

Are  their  odors  emitting  ; 
And  the  leaves  of  the  bowers 

In  the  breezes  are  flitting. 

2  Where  the  saints  robed  in  white  — 

Cleansed  in  life's  flowing  fountain, 
Shining  beauteous  and  bright  — 

They  inhabit  the  mountain. 
Where  no  sin,  nor  dismay, 

Neither  trouble  nor  sorrow, 
Will  be  felt  lor  a  day, 

Nor  be  feared  for  the  raonow. 
402 


H  YMIST  s. 

3  He's  prepared  thee  a  home  — 

Sinner,  canst  thou  believe  it? 
And  invites  thee  to  come, 

Sinner,  wilt  thou  receive  it? 
0  come,  sinner,  come, 

For  the  tide  is  receding, 
And  the  Saviour  will  soon 

And  forever  cease  pleading. 

628     (36°)  {Narrow  Way.)  C.  M. 

1  1 1  THAT  poor  despised  company 
VY     Of  travelers  are  these, 

Who  walk  in  yonder  narrow  way, 
Along  the  rugged  maze  ? 

2  Ah  !  these  are  of  a  royal  line, 

All  children  of  a  King, 
Heirs  of  immortal  crowns  divine, 
And  lo,  for  joy  they  sing  1 

3  Why  do  they,  then,  appear  so  mean? 

And  why  so  much  despised? 
Because,  of  their  rich  robes  unseen 
The  world  is  not  apprized. 

4  But  some  of  them  seem  poor,  distressed, 

And  lacking  daily  bread. 
All !  they're  of  boundless  wealth  possessed, 
With  hidden  manna  fed. 

5  But  why  keep  they  that  narrow  road, 

That  rugged,  thorny  maze  ? 
Why,  that's  the  way  their  Leader  trod ; 
They  love  and  keep  his  ways. 

6  Why  must  they  shun  the  pleasant  path 

That  worldlings  love  so  well? 
Because  that  is  the  road  to  death, 
The  open  road  to  hell. 
403 


HYMXS. 

7  What !   is  there,  then,  no  other  road 
To  Salem's  happy  ground? 
Christ  is  the  only  way  to  God : 
None  other  can  be  found. 

629  (3G0)         (Harrow  Way.)  C.  M. 

1  TESUS,  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way  ; 
J    In  whom  I  now  believe, 

As  taught  by  thee,  in  faith  I  pray, 
Expecting  to  receive. 

2  Thy  will  by  me  on  earth  be  done, 

As  by  the  powers  above, 
Who  always  see  thee  on  thy  throne, 
And  glory  in  thy  love. 

3  I  ask  in  confidence  the  grace, 

That  I  may  do  thy  will, 
As  angels,  who  behold  thy  face, 
And  all  thy  words  fulfil. 

4  Surely  I  shall,  the  sinner  I, 

Shall  serve  thee  without  fear, 
If  thou  my  nature  sanctify 
In  answer  to  my  prayer. 

630  (3G1)      (Come,  my  Brethren.)     7s  &  6s. 

1  /HOME,  my  brethren,  let  us  try, 
\J  For  a  little  season, 

Every  burden  to  lay  by, 

Come,  and  let  us  reason. 
What  is  this  that  casts  you  down? 

What  is  this  that  grieves  you? 
Speak  and  let  the  worst  be  known, 

Speaking  may  relieve  you. 

2  Think  on  what  your  Saviour  bore, 

J  n  the  gloomy  garden  ; 
Sweating  blood  at  every  pore, 
To  procure  thy  pardon* 
404 


k  ym::n"s. 

See  him  nailed  upon  the  tree, 
Bleeding,  groaning,  dying ! 

See,  he  suffered  this  for  thee ; 
Therefore  be  believing. 

3  Think  of  all  your  Saviour's  grace  5 

Think  how  much  lie  loves  you ; 
If  he  seems  to  hide, his  face, 

It  is  thus  he  proves  you. 
Spread  your  wants  before  his  throne ; 

Tell  him  each  temptation  ; 
Trust  him  while  you  are  cast  down ; 

"Wait  his  sure  salvation. 

4  Brethren,  don't  you  feel  the  flame? 

Sisters,  don't  you  love  him? 
Let  us  join  to  praise  his  name  ; 

Let  us  never  grieve  him. 
Soon  we  '11  meet  to  part  no  more, 

For  our  home  is  nearing ; 
Soon  our  sorrows  will  be  o'er, 

At  his  bright  appearing. 

631      (861)      (Come,  my  Brethren.)     7s  &  6s. 

1  f\  HOW  beautiful  their  feet, 
\J  Standing  on  the  mountains, 
Publishing  the  tidings  sweet 

Of  Life's  flowing  fountains. 
Mercy,  truth,  and  plenteous  grace, 

Sweet  as  heavenly  manna, 
Noav  revealed  unto  our  race  — 

Shout,  and  sing  hosanna  ! 

2  Jesus  once  on  earth  appeared, 

To  relieve  our  blindness  ; 
And  the  stricken  heart  he  cheered, 
Showing  wondrous  kindness. 

405 


n  y  m  n  s  . 

Wiped  he  then  the  weeping  eyes 
With  God-like  compassion  ; 

Life's  pure  waters  did  arise 
From  wells  of  salvation. 

8  Now,  glad  tidings  we  have  heard, 

And  with  hearts  o'erflowing, 
Praise  Jehovah  for  his  word, 

Our  condition  showing. 
Soon  his  foes  he  will  subdue 

By  his  mighty  power  ; 
Make  the  eartli  and  all  things  new, 

Like  fair  Eden's  bower. 


632     (362)     (We  are  Passing  Away.)  L.  M. 

1  ITIO-DAY,  if  you  will  hear  his  voice, 

JL   Now  is  the  time  to  make  your  choice  ; 
Say,  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no? 

Cho.  —  We  are  passing  away, 
Wc  are  passiug  away, 
We  are  passing  away 
To  the  great  J  udgment  Day. 

2  Ye  wandering  souls,  who  find  no  rest, 
Say,  will  you  be  forever  blest  ? 

Will  you  be  saved  from  death  and  sin, 
And  crowns  of  fadeless  glory  win? 
We  are  passing  away,  &c. 

8  Come  now,  dear  youth,  for  ruin  bound, 
Obey  the  Gospel's  joy  fid  sound  ; 
Come,  go  with  us,  and  you  shall  prove 
The  joy  of  Christ's  redeeming  love. 
We  are  passing  away,  &c. 

4(X) 


HYMNS. 

4  Leave  all  your  sports  and  glittering  toys, 
Come,  share  with  us  eternal  joys  ; 

Or  will  you  shun  the  narrow  way, 
And  dare  the  awful  Judgment  Day  ? 
We  are  passing  away,  &c. 

5  Once  more  we  ask  you,  in  his  name, 
For  yet  his  love  remains  the  same, 
Say,  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go  ? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no? 

We  are  passing  away,  &c. 

033      (363)  {Millennium.)  C.  M, 

1  /\  THOU,  who,  when  we  did  complain, 
\J  Didst  all  our  griefs  remove  ; 

O  Saviour,  do  not  now  disdain 

Our  humble  praise  and  love. 
Since  thou  a  pitying  ear  didst  give, 

And  hear  us  when  we  prayed, 
We  '11  call  upon  thee  while  we  live, 

And  never  doubt  thy  aid. 

2  Pale  death,  with  all  his  ghastly  train, 

Our  souls  encompassed  round  ; 
Anguish,  and  fear,  and  dread,  and  pain, 

On  every  side  we  found. 
To  thee,  O  Lord  of  life,  we  prayed, 

And  did  for  succor  flee  : 
O  save,  —  in  our  distress  we  said,  — 

The  souls  that  trust  in  thee. 

3  How  good  thou  art !  how  large  thy  grace  ! 

How  ready  to  forgive  ! 
Thy  mercies  crown  our  fleeting  days  ; 

And  by  thy  love  we  live. 
Our  eyes  no  longer  drowned  in  tears, 

Our  feet  from  falling  free  ; 
Redeemed  from  death  and  guilty  fears, 

O  Lord,  we'll  live  to  thee. 
407 


634  (364)  {Bath.)  H.  M. 

1  rpO  your  Creator,  God, 

JL   Your  great  Preserver,  raise, 
Ye  creatures  of  his  hand, 

Your  highest  notes  of  praise  ; 
Let  every  voice  proclaim  his  power, 
His  name  adore,  and  loud  rejoice. 

2  Let  every  creature  join 

To  celebrate  his  name, 
And  all  their  various  powers 

Assist  th'  exalted  theme  ; 
Let  nature  raise,  from  every  tongue, 
A  general  song  of  grateful  praise. 

3  But  O  !  from  human  tongues 

Should  nobler  praises  How  ; 
And  every  thankful  heart 

With  warm  devotion  glowj 
Your  voices  raise  above  the  rest ; 
Ye  highly  blest !  declare  his  praise. 

4  Assist  me,  gracious  God  ! 

My  heart,  my  voice  inspire  ; 
Then  shall  I  grateful  joiu 

The  universal  choir  ; 
Thy  grace  can  raise  my  heart,  my  tongue, 
And  tune  my  song  to  lively  praise. 

635  (865)  {Bath.)  II.  M. 

1    rill  IE  promises  I  sing, 

JL    Which  sovereign  love  hath  spoke; 
Nor  will  th'  eternal  King 

His  words  of  grace  revoke  : 
They  stand  secure  and  steadfast  still: 
Nor  Zion's  hill  abides  so  sure. 
408 


2  The  mountains  melt  away, 

When  once  the  Judge  appears ; 
And  sun  and  moon  decay 

That  measure  mortal  years  ; 
But  still  the  same,  in  radiant  lines, 
The  promise  shines  through  all  the  flame, 

3  There  harmony  shall  sound 

Through  my  attentive  ears, 
When  thunders  cleave  the  ground 

And  dissipate  the  spheres  ; 
'Mid  all  the  shock  of  that  dread  scene, 
I  stand  serene — thy  word  my  rock. 

636     (365)  (Bath.)  H.  M. 

1  T>EJOICE  —  the  Lord  is  King; 
jAj  Your  God  and  King  adore  ; 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  sing, 

And  triumph  evermore  ; 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

2  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 

Shall  all  our  sins  destroy ; 
And  every  bosom  swell, 

"With  pure  seraphic  joy  ; 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

3  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 

Jesus  the  Judge  shall  come  — 
The  pearly  gates  shall  ope 

To  take  the  ransomed  home. 
We  soon  shall  hear  the  archangel's  voice : 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound  —  rejoice  t 
409 


11  ^   JN1  -N  S. 

637  (3b*5)         {Infant  Praises.)  6s  &  5s. 

1  TESUS,  high  in  glory, 
J    Lend  a  listening   ear  ; 
When  we  bow  before  thee, 

Infant  praises  hear. 

2  We  are  little  children, 

Weak  and  apt  to  stray ; 
Saviour,  guide  and  keep  us 
In  the  heavenly  way. 

8  Save  us,  Lord,  from  sinning, 
Watch  us  day  by  day ; 
Help  us  now  to  love  thee, 
Take  our  sins  away. 

4  Then,  when  Jesus  calls  us 

To  our  Eden  home, 

We  will  answer  gladly, 

u  Saviour,  Lord,  we  come." 

638  (366)     (The  Gospel  Train.)        7s  &  6s. 

1  The  Gospel  train  is  coming, 

I  hear  it  just  at  hand  ; 
I  hear  the  car  wheels  moving, 

And  rumbling  through  the  land; 
I  hear  the  bell  and  whistle, 

The 're  coming  round  ihe  curve; 
She's  plying  all  her  steam  and  power, 

And  straining  cv'ry  nerve. 

Clio. —  Get  on  board,  get  on  board, 

For  there's  room  for  many  more. 

2  O  see  the  Gospel  engine, 

She's  heaving  now  in  sight  ; 

Her  steam  valves  they  are  groaning 
The  pressure  is  bo  great ; 

410 


HYMNS. 

No  signal  for  another  train 

To  follow  on  the  line  ; 
O  sinner,  you  're  forever  lost, 

If  once  you  're  left  behind. 

0  see  the  engine  banner, 

She  's  nattering  in  the  breeze  ; 
She's  spangled  in  the  Savior's  blood, 

But  still  she  floats  with  ease. 
This  is  the  Gospel  banner, 

The  motto's  new  and  old ; 
Salvation  and  Repentance 

Are  burnished  there  in  gold. 

She  's  nearing  now  the  station  ; 

O  sinner,  don't  be  vain, 
But  come  and  get  your  ticket, 

And  be  ready  for  the  train. 
The  fare  is  cheap,  and  all  can  go, 

The  rich,  the  poor  are  there  ; 
No  second  class  on  board  the  train, 

No  difference  in  the  fare. 

1  think  she  '11  make  a  little  halt 
To  wood  up  on  the  line, 

And  give  you  all  a  chance  to  go, 
But  yet  she'll  make  her  time. 

She's  coming  round  the  mountain, 
By  the  rivers  and  the  lake  ; 

The  Saviour,  he  's  on  board  the  train, 
Controlling  steam  and  brake. 

We  soon  shall  reach  the  station^ 

O  how  we  then  shall  sing ! 
With  all  the  heavenly  army, 

We  '11  make  the  welkin  ring. 
We'll  shout  o'er  all  our  sorrows, 

And  sing  forevermore, 
With  Christ  and  all  his  army 

On  that  celestial  shore. 
411 


H  Y  M  JST  s. 
639     (367)  (Bannockburn.)  7s  &  5s. 

1  TTE  »vho  rose  to  meet  the  Lord, 
X    Ventured  on  his  faithful  word; 

Faint  not  now,  for  your  reward 

Will  be  quickly  given. 
Faint  not !  always  watch  and  pray  ; 
Jesus  will  no  more  delay  ; 
Even  now  't  is  dawn  of  day  ; 

Day-star  beams  from  heaven. 

2  Would  ye  to  the  end  endure? 
Keep  the  wedding  garment  pure  :: 
Claim  ye  still  the  promise  sure, 

Faithful  is  the  Lord. 
Let  your  lamps  be  burning  bright ; 
In  God's  word  is  beaming  light; 
Live  by  faith,  and  not  by  sight ; 

Crowns  are  your  reward. 

3  'Mid  the  darts  of  angry  foe, 
Onward,  fearless,  onward  go  ; 
The  good  soldier's  courage  show, 

On,  to  victory  ! 
"Let  thine  eyes  be  turned  to  me," 
Jesus  says,  uJ'll  rescue  thee; 
Overcome,  and  faithful  be; 

Thou  shall  glory  see." 

4  Tones  of  thunder  through  the  sky, 
Angel  voices  sounding  high, 
Echo  Still  the  mighty  cry, 

Jesus,  quickly  come  ! 
Quickly  he'll  return  again, 
With  his  saints  will  come  to  reign, 
While  all  heaven  will  shout,  Amen! 

Welcome  to  thy  throne  ! 
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HYMN  S. 

Marriage  supper,  now  prepared, 
By  the  guests  will  then  be  shared, 
In  fair  righteous  robes  arrayed, 

Like  the  bridegroom  King. 
Glory  to  Jehovah's  name  ! 
Sound  aloud  the  glad  acclaim ; 
To  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 

Alleluias  bring ! 


640     (W8)  (Triumph.)  10s  &  5s. 

LIFT  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high ; 
Shout,  for  the  day  of  redemption  is  nigh ; 
Sing,  for  the  Lord  will  appear  in  his  glory, 
Mountains  and  valleys  repeat  the  glad  story ; 

Tune  every  lyre, 

Lift  the  strain  higher ; 
Far  o'er  the  ocean  the  tidings  shall  fly. 

Hallelujah  again, 

Hallelujah,  amen, 
Shout,  for  the  work  of  redemption  is  done. 

2  Lift  your  glad  voices,  ye  nations,  and  sing; 
Let  the  high  anthem  re-echo  and  ring, 

Sing,  for  the  bright  one  that  slept  in  the  manger 
Comes  ;  and  the  earth  that  once  pillowed  the  stranger, 

In  rich  adorning, 

Hails*  the  glad  morning, 
Blossoms  to  Eden,  and  welcomes  her  King. 

3  Lift  your  glad  voices,  he  conquered  the  grave, 
Jesus,  Immanuel,  Almighty  to  save  ; 

Shout  to  the  tyrant,  "  Thy  chains  are  all  broken;" 
Sing,  for  the  voice  of  Jehovah  hath  spoken. 

Open  the  portal, 

Ransomed  immortal ; 
Life  shall  endure  with  Eternity's  wave. 
413 


H  YMIN"  S. 

4  Lift  your  glad  voices,  your  banners  unfurl, 
Sin,  Death,  and  Hell  shall  to  ruin  be  hurled ; 
Christ  shall  come  down  in  his  chariot  of  fire, 
Bethlehem's  beauty,  and  Israel's  Messiah ; 

Prince  ever  glorious, 
Strong  and  victorious, 
Lion  of  Judah  and  King  of  the  world. 

5  Lift  your  glad  voices,  he  cometh  again  ; 
Sound  out  the  tidings  o'er  earth  and  o'er  main ! 
Sing,  for  the  dark  days  of  evil  are  ending ; 
Shout,  to  the  Bridegroom  with  angels  descending 

Bride  of  Jehovah, 
Welcome  thy  lover ! 
Sing,  for  he  cometh,  he  cometh  to  reign. 

6  Lift  your  glad  voices  wide  under  the  sun  ; 
Sing  of  his  power  wrho  the  vict'ry  has  won  ; 
Strong  is  the  arm  that  the  strengthless  defended, 
Saved  us  from  hell,  and  the  warfare  hath  ended. 

Hallelujah  again, 
Hallelujah,  amen  ! 
Shout !  for  the  work  of  redemption  is  done. 

641      (370)       (Warning  Voice.)  C.  P.  M. 

1  rpiIAT  warning  voice,  O  sinner,  hear ! 
JL   And  while  salvation  lingers  near, 

The  hcav'nly  call  obey ; 
Flee  from  destruction's  downward  path 
Flee  from  the  threatening  storm  of  wrath, 

That  rises  o'er  thy  way. 

2  Soon  night  comes  on  with  thickening  shade, 
The  tempest  hovers  o'er  thy  head, 

The  winds  their  fury  pour, 
The  lightnings  rend  the  earth  and  skies, 
The  thunders  roar,  the  flames  arise, 

What  terrors  till  tho  hour  1 
414 


3  That  warning  voi;e,  O  sinner,  hear! 
Whose  accents  linger  on  thine  ear ; 

Thy  footsteps  now  retrace  ; 
Renounce  thy  sins  and  be  forgiven, 
Believe,  become  an  heir  of  heaven, 

And  sing  redeeming  grace. 

4  Then,  while  a  voice  of  pardon  speaks, 
The  storm  is  hushed,  the  morning  breaks. 

The  heavens  are  all  serene. 
Fresh  verdure  clothes  the  beauteous  fields, 
Joy  echoes  on  the  distant  hills, 

New  wonders  fill  the  scene. 

642  (371)   {Look  Away.)  7s  &  6s.  Peculiar. 

1  T  ITTLE  children,  pilgrim  band, 
JLi  Look  away,  yes,  look  away  ! 
Yonder  nears  the  promised  land, 

Look  away,  look  away  ! 
Jesus  bids  his  pilgrims,  "  Come," 
There  you  '11  find  a  happy  home  ; 

Look  away,  yes,  look  away ! 

Look  for  the  promised  land. 

2  If  the  way  seems  dark  and  drear, 

Look  away,  yes,  look  away ! 
Jesus  calls,  so  never  fear, 

Look  away,  look  away  ! 
By  the  eye  of  faith  you  '11  view, 
Mansions  there  prepared  for  you ; 

Look  away,  yes,  look  away  ! 

Look  for  the  promised  land. 

643  (372)  {Invocation.) 
[EAR  us  now,  O  our  Father, 

Bless  this  social  meeting ; 
In  this  propitious  hour, 
O  may  we  feel  thy  power, 
In  this  social  meeting. 
415 


■H1 


H  y  m:  :n-  s . 

2  Remember  us,  dear  Jesus, 

In  this  social  meeting ; 
O  may  we  iind  thy  favor, 
Thou  ever  blessed  Saviour, 

In  this  social  meeting. 

3  Come  down,  O  Holy  Spirit, 

In  this  social  meeting ; 
Fill  thou  each  soul  with  pleasure, 
Pour  blessings  without  measure, 

On  this  social  meeting. 


644     (373)        (Jesus  Paid  it  All.) 

1  IVTOTIIIXG  either  great  or  small 
jLI    Remains  for  me  to  do  ; 
Jesus  died  and  paid  it  all, 

All  that  I  was  due. 

Cho.  —  Jesus  paid  it  all, 

All  that  I  was  due  ; 
And  nothing  either  great  or  small, 
Remains  for  me  to  do. 

2  When  he  from  his  lofty  throne, 

Stooped  to  do  and  die, 
Everything  was  fully  done ; 
'Tis  finished,"  was  his  cry. 

8  Weary,  working,  plodding  one, 
Wherefore  toil  you  so? 
Cease  your  doing,  all  was  done, 
Long,  long  ago. 

4  Till  to  Jesus'  work  you  cling, 
By  a  simple  faith, 
Doing  is  a  deadly  thing, 
Doing  ends  in  death. 
41G 


HYMNS. 

5  Cast  your  deadly  doing  down, 
Down  at  Jesus'  feet ; 
Stand  in  him,  in  him  alone, 
Gloriously  complete. 

645     0*74)      {Little  Christian  Soldier.) 

1  T'M  going  to  be  a  soldier, 
X  Gird  on  my  armor  bright ; 
And  with  my  little  comrades, 

I  '11  take  the  field  and  fight ; 
I'll  never  mind  the  hardships, 

Or  dangers  of  the  way ; 
I'll  watch,  and  toil,  and  wrestle, 

By  night  as  well  as  day. 

Cho.  —  Life's  battle,  O  life's  battle  — 
'Tis  fought  with  self  and  sin ; 
But  Jesus  is  my  Captain, 
And  I'm  sure  to  win. 

2  The  foes  that  will  assail  me, 

Are  subtle,  fierce  and  strong; 
But  the  war  that  they  are  waging, 

Will  not  be  very  long ; 
And  I've  a  well-tried  helmet, 

A  sword  and  trusty  shield, 
To  quench  the  fiery  arrows, 

That  Satan's  hand  may  wield* 

3  I  know  I'm  small  and  feeble, 

But  Jesus  is  my  head ; 
He's  wise,  and  strong  and  able, 

To  triumph  he  will  lead ; 
And  when  beneath  his  banner 

I've  gained  the  victor's  crown, 
I'll  shout  a  glad  hosanna, 

And  lay  my  armor  down. 
417 


HYMNS. 

646  (40°)  Gs  &  5s- 

1  I  A  THY  that  look  of  sadness  ? 
VV    Why  that  downcast  eye? 

Can  no  thought  of  gladness 

Lift  thy  soul  on  high? 
O,  thou  heir  of  heaven, 

Think  of  Jesus'  love, 
While  to  thee  is  given 

All  his  grace  to  prove. 

2  Is  thy  burdened  spirit 

Anguished  for  thy  sin? 
Think  of  Jesus'  merit : 

He  can  make  thee  clean ; 
Think  of  Calvary's  mountain, 

Where  his  blood  was  spilt ; 
In  that  precious  fountain 

Wash  away  thy  guilt. 

3  Is  thy  spirit  drooping? 

Is  the  tempter  near? 
Still  on  Jesus  hoping, 

What  hast  thou  to  fear? 
See  the  prize  before  thee ; 

Gird  thy  armor  on  ; 
Heir  of  grace  and  glory, 

Struggle  for  thy  crown. 

647  (-too)  p.m. 

1    /"10 ME,  all  ye  sons  of  Zion, 
\J  Who  are  waiting  for  salvation, 
Have  your  lamps  trimmed  and  burning, 
For  behold  the  proclamation, 
Saying,  All  things  now  are  ready 
For  the  p<>()i*  and  for  the  needy  ; 
All  my  Catlings  now  are  killed, 
And  prepared  on  the  table. 
418 


H  Y  MINT  S. 

2  0  what  a  happy  meeting, 
"When  salvation  is  completed, 
And  tribulation's  ended, 

And  the  spotless  robe  prepared, 
For  the  Bride  to  be  adorned, 
In  the  jasper  waQ  be  crowned, 
Saying,  Worthy  s  the  Lamb, 
In  the  New  Jerusalem  ! 

3  O  sinners,  don't  )e  doubting, 
While  the  sons  of  God  are  shouting ; 
Come  and  join  tie  happy  army 

And  there 's  notling  that  will  harm  you. 
If  you  follow  Clrist,  the  Saviour, 
And  break  off  ycur  bad  behaviour, 
And  repent  and  l>e  converted, 
You  may  sing  his  praises  too. 

648      (40°)  7s  &  6s. 

1  T)ISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 
XL  Thy  better  yortion  trace  ; 

Rise  from  transiory  thing3 

Toward  thy  destined  place  ; 
Sun  and  moon,  md  stars  decay, 

The  Lord  will  soon  this  earth  rer.ew; 
Rise,  my  soul,  aid  haste  away 

To  seats  prepared  for  you. 

2  Fly  me,  riches  ;  fly  me,  cares, 

While  I  that  <oast  explore  ; 
Flattering  world,  with  all  thy  snares, 

Solicit  me  no  more. 
Pilgrims,  fix  no'  here  your  home, 

Strangers  tany  but  a  night ; 
When  the  last  geat  morn  shall  come, 

We'll  rise  to  joyful  light ! 

419 


n  Y  M  N  s . 

3  Come,  my  brethren,  face  the  storm, 

Press  onward  to  tie  prize  ; 
Soon  our  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies  ; 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given ; 
All  our  sorrows  left  jelow, 

And  earth  renewea  and  heaven. 


649     (401)  6s  &  4s. 

1  i~\  CARELESS  sinners,  come, 
\J  Pray  now  attend  ; 

This  world  is  no;  your  home, 

It  soon  will  cid. 
Jehovah  calls  abud, 
Forsake  the  thoightless  crowd, 
Pursue  the  road  to  God, 

And  happy  be 

2  Nor  do  I  call  abne : 

The  Saviour,  oo, 
E'en  with  his  dying  groans, 

Cries,  Bid  aditu 
To  all  your  loveis  now, 
And  to  his  sceptie  bow, 
And  he  will  tell  rou  how, 

To  live  anew. 

3  I  bid  you  all  farewell, 

With  aching  luart, 
And  in  deep  sornw  tell, 

That  wc,  must  >art. 
To  meet  the  Lon  we  go, 
And  you  are  bomd  to  woe; 
Alas,  it  must   be  10 

If  you  rebel. 

421 


HYMN  S. 

4  I  look  on  you  again, 

And  hoping  say, 
Why  wont  you  leave  your  sin. 

And  come  away 
From  Satan's  ciuel  power, 
And  live  forevermore, 
And  bless  the  joyful  hour 

That  life  began? 

5  All  hail !  we  welcome  then 

Your  happy  flight 
From  Kedar's  tents  of  sin, 

To  glory  bright ; 
We'll  travel  on  with  you, 
And  bid  this  world  adieu, 
And  endless  joys  pursue, 

Till  all  is  ours. 

6  There  we  will  range  around 

The  blissful  plains, 
Where  pleasure  has  no  bound, 

And  glory  reigns  ; 
We'll  fall  at  Jesus'  feet 
Where,  joys  are  all  complete, 
And  blissful  raptures  meet 

Forevermore. 

650    (401)  P.M. 

1   /HOME  and  reign  ;  come  and  reign, 
\J  Jesus,  on  thy  throne  ; 
And,  O,  it  fills  my  heart  writh  joy 

To  know  we're  almost  home. 
Here  I  drop  the  falling  tear, 
As,  pilgrim-like,  I  roam, 
An  exile  from  my  Father's  house ; 
But  soon  he'll  call  me  home. 
Come  and  reign,  &c. 
421 


HYMN  S. 

2  Here,  amid  life's  changing  scenes, 

My  cup  of  grief  runs  o'er ; 
But  there  I'll  share  unmingled  bliss 
On  Canaan's  happy  shore. 
Come  and  reign,  &c. 

3  Here  I  grieve  the  friends  I  love, 

And  they  in  turn  grieve  me  ; 
But  O,  my  Father,  grant  me  grace, 
That  I  may  not  grieve  thee. 
Come  and  reign,  &c. 

4  Here  disease  invades  our  frames, 

We  wither,  droop,  and  die  ; 
But  there  eternal  youth  shall  bloom, 
And  bright  shall  beam  each  eye. 
Come  and  reign,  &c. 

5  Here  we  meet  and  part  again, 

As  round  and  round  we  roam ; 
But  there  we'll  meet  and  part  no  more, 
And  sweetly  rest  at  home. 
Come  and  reign,  &c. 

651     (401)  P.M. 

1  T)Y  whom  was  David  taught 
JJ  To  aim  the  dreadful  blow, 
When  he  Goliah  fought. 

And  laid  the  Gittitc  low? 
No  sword  or  spear  the  stripling  took, 
But  chose  a  pebble  from  the  brook. 

2  Twaa  Israel's  God  and  King 

Who  sent  him  to  the  fight; 
Who  gave  him  Strength  to  sling, 

And  skill  to  aim  aright. 
Ye  feeble  saints,  your  strength  endures, 
Because  young  David's  God  is  yours. 
422 


H  Y  M  INT  S  . 

3  Who  ordered  Gideon  forth, 

To  storm  th'  invader's  camp, 
With  arms  of  little  worth, 

A  pitcher  and  a  lamp  ? 
The  trumpet  made  his  coming  known, 
And  all  the  host  was  overthrown. 

4  0,  we  have  seen  the  day, 

When  with  a  single  word, 
(God  helping  us  to  say,) 

Our  trust  is  in  the  Lord,) 
Our  souls  have  quelled  a  thousand  foes, 
Fearless  of  all  that  could  oppose. 

5  But  unbelief,  self-will, 

Self-righteousness  and  pride, 
How  often  do  they  steal 

Our  weapons  from  our  side  ! 
Yet  David's  Lord,  and  Gideon's  friend, 
Will  help  his  servants  to  the  end. 

652    (402) 

1  T  OXG  time,  my  Saviour,  I've  been  waiting, 
Jj  Long  time  have  watched  by  night  and  day  ; 
Feared  lest,  my  faith  and  hope  abating, 

I  should  lose  courage  by  the  way. 

Cho.  —  Jesus  soon  is  coming  : 
This  is  my  song  — 
Cheers  the  heart  when  joys  depart, 
And  foes  are  pressing  strong. 

2  Here  in  this  vale  of  sin  and  sorrow 

I  have  been  wand'ring  many  years  ; 
Still  looking  for  that  happy  morrow, 
When  God  would  wipe  away  my  tears. 

3  Oft  times  the  tempter  comes  in  power, 

Fain  then  would  lead  my  steps  astray ; 
But  when  the  clouds  begin  to  lower, 
Hope  turns  the  darkness  into  day. 
423 


H  Y3VX2STS. 

4  Dear  to  my  heart  is  that  blest  treasure, 

God's  own  eternal,  heavenly  word ; 
Opes  up  a  fountain  of  true  pleasure, 
Gives  us  an  ever-conquering  sword. 

5  O,  'twill  be  but  a  little  longer, 

I  must  these  many  woes  endure  ; 
Then  let  my  faith  and  hope  be  stronger, 
My  Father's  promise  still  is  sure. 

653     (402)  8s  &  6s. 

1  rPHE  judgment  day  is  rolling  on, 

JL   The  glass  of  life  will  soon  be  run, 
Creation  with  her  fiery  doom, 

The  Lord  will  soon  appear ! 
O,  there'll  be  glory,  glory,  glory, 

When  saints  shall  view  him  near. 

2  Now  hark  !  the  trumpet  rends  the  skies  ! 
See  slumbering  millions  wake  and  rise ! 
What  joy,  what  terror  and  surprise  ! 

The  last  great  day  has  come  ! 
O,  there'll  be  glory,  &c, 

Around  the  judgment  throne. 

S  See  nations  throng  his  awful  bar, 
Both  saints  and  sinners  from  afar, 
All  tribes  and  kindreds  now  appear, 

And  wait  to  hear  their  doom  ! 
O,  there'll  be  glory,  &C, 

When  Christ,  the  Lord,  shall  come. 

4  Jehovah  now  the  book  unseals  ! 

The  clearest  light  each  heart  reveals  ! 
The  pointed  truth  each  conscience  feels! 

The  amazing  throng  divide  ! 
O,  there'll  be  mourning,  &C, 
When  justice  shall  decide. 
424 


HYMxVS. 

See  parents  and  their  children  part ! 
See  husbands  and  their  wives  must  part ! 
See  brothers  and  their  sisters  part ! 

To  meet  again  no  more. 
O,  there'll  be  mourning,  &c. 

The  day  of  mercy's  o'er. 


See  Jesus  and  his  saints  unite, 

And  move  to  realms  of  .endless  light ; 

With  him  his  bride  shall  walk  in  white, 

In  innocence  and  love. 
O,  there'll  be  glory,  &c, 

And  sweetest  son^s  of  love  ! 


654     (402)  {Longing.)  CM. 

1  TTTHILE  toiling  thro'  earth's  howling  waste, 
V  V    Through  trials  dark  and  drear, 
We  oft-times  sigh  to  be  at  rest, 

And  drop  the  falling  tear. 
The  sick-bed  scenes'  last,  lingering  look, 

Friends  in  the  grave  so  dark, 
While  some  are  spared,  we  sometimes  fear 
We  too  with  them  must  part. 

Cho.  —  Then  hasten,  Lord,  the  Pilgrim's  rest, 

That  day  we  long  to  see, 

That  day  we  long  to  see  ; 

Were  toiling  here,  by  cares  opprest, 

But  soon  we  shall  be  free. 


2  0  joyful  day,  when  God's  own  hand 
Shall  wipe  our  tears  away, 
And  change  our  sorrows,  griefs,  and  fears, 
To  joys  in  endless  day. 
425 


H  Y  MN  s. 

The  beauties  of  that  glorious  rest, 
Ten  thousand  times,  and  more, 

Kepay  for  all  we  suffer  here, 
On  that  immortal  shore. 

3  That  glorious  kingdom,  promised  long, 

So  soon  to  be  revealed, 
The  seers  desired  to  understand, 

But  lo  !  the  time  was  sealed. 
But  now,  within  a  little  space, 

The  signs  have  been  fulfilled 
That  should  precede  that  glorious  rest, 

The  earth  with  glory  filled. 

4  The  splendor  of  that  earth  so  bright, 

No  language  can  describe, 
The  broad-spread  fields  of  living  green, 

Where  gentle  waters  glide. 
Rich  groves,  with  trees  of  golden  fruit, 

And  flowers  with  sweet  perfume, 
The  towering  pine,  the  box,  the  fir, 

With  deserts  all  in  bloom. 

5  Zion,  great  city  of  our  King, 

Filled  with  his  glory  bright, 
'Tis  fifteen  hundred  miles  four  square, 

No  ear  hath  heard  the  like. 
The  splendid  walls  of  precious  stone 

With  streets  of  purest  gold, 
The  gates  of  solid  pearls  are  hung, 

Most  beauteous  to  behold. 

C  With  such  a  glorious  hope  as  this, 
Though  waves  like  mountains  rise, 
O,  pilgrims,  let  us  strive  to  gain 

The  everlasting  prize. 
Our  trials  here,  though  dark  they  seem, 

Like  nothing,  sink  away, 
When  we  compare  them  with  the  joys 
Of  that  eternal  day. 
426 


HYMNS. 

655    (403)  8s  &  7s* 

1  f\  BEHOLD  the  holy  city, 

VJ  Coming  down  from  God,  on  high ; 
As  a  bride,  all  dressed  completely, 

Now  descending  from  the  sky. 
She's  adorned  with  grace  and  glorj  ; 

Beautified  with  costly  stone  ; 
Lovely  is  her  form  before  me  ; 

Bright  as  the  meridian  sun. 

2  Ancient  prophets  of  her  speak  well, 

Revelation  does  declare, 
Length  and  breadth  and  height  are  equal, 

And  her  platform  lies  four  square. 
Fifteen  hundred  miles  extended  — 

North,  and  South,  and  East,  and  West,  — 
Fifteen  hundred  miles  most  splendid, 

See  her  buildings  rise  abreast. 

3  See  her  pearly  gates  all  spreading 

To  receive  the  righteous  there  ; 
Whom  the  gracious  Saviour's  aiding 

To  her  holy  mansions  fair. 
See  her  golden  streets  all  paved, 

As . the  righteous  march  along, 
Where  the  nations  of  the  saved 

Join  in  one  eternal  song. 

4  See  the  heavenly  host  advancing, 

Near  the  throne  of  God,  Supreme ; 
Where  each  saint  receives  a  mansion, 

And  eternal  love 's  their  theme. 
On  their  Saviour's  beauty  gazing, 

In  sweet  raptures  round  the  throne ; 
With  celestial  voices  praising 

God's  eternal,  holy  Son. 
427 


HYMNS. 

656     (403)  8s&7s. 

1  T  LOVE  the  holy  Son  of  God, 

X  Who  once  this  vale  of  sorrow  trod, 
Who  bore  my  sins,  a  dreadful  load, 

Up  Calvary's  gloomy  mouutain  ; 
There  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung, 
The  sport  of  many  an  impious  tongue, 
While  pain  extreme  his  nature  wrung, 

And  flowed  life's  crimson  fountain. 

2  The  sun  would  not  behold  the  scene, 

But  round  him  threw  night's  sable  screen ; 
Nature  was  robed  in  mourning  mien, 

And  sighed  when  Jesus  suffered. 
But  ah  !  his  persecutors  stood, 
Reviling  Christ,  the  Son  of  God, 
Unmoved  to  see  his  gushing  blood, 

And  shocking  insults  offered. 

8  O  !  why  did  not  his  fury  burn, 

And  floods  of  vengeance  on  them  turn? 
Amazing  !  see  his  bowels  yearn 

In  soft  compassion,  on  them. 
No  fury  kindles  in  his  eyes, 
They  beam  with  love — and  when  he  dies, 
u  Father,  forgive,"  the  sufferer  cries, 

"  They  know  not"  —  O  forgive  them! 

4  I  low  ardent  ought  my  love  to  be 
To  him  who's  done  so  much  for  me; 
My  constant  service,  faithful,  free  — 

And  all  my  powers  employing. 
I  should  my  cross  with  pleasure  bear, 
And  place  my  nil  of  glory  there, 
In  his  reproach  most  gladly  share 
In  tribulation  joying. 
428 


H  Y  M  ^T  S  . 

5  And  never  shall  it  be  concealed, 
He  hath  to  me  his  love  revealed, 
Of  all  my  sins  a  pardon  sealed  — 

I  feel  his  blessed  favor : 
In  him  I  do  and  will  rejoice  ; 
I  '11  praise  him  with  a  cheerful  voice, 
Until  the  theme  my  tongue  employs 
In  realms  of  bliss  forever. 

657  (404)  (Home  Altar.)  8s. 

1  TT7F  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  blest ; 

V  V    Of  that  country  so  bright  and  so  fair  ; 
And  oft  are  its  glories  confest ; 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there? 

2  We  speak  of  its  pathways  of  gold  ; 

Of  its  walls  decked  with  jewels  so  rare ; 
Of  its  wonders  and  pleasures  untold ; 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ? 

3  We  speak  of  its  freedom  from  sin, 

From  sorrow,  temptation  and  care, 
From  trials  without  and  within  ; 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there? 

4  We  speak  of  its  service  of  love  ; 

Of  the  robes  which  the  glorified  wear ; 
Of  the  raptures  which  every  heart  move  ; 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ? 

5  May  we,  then,  midst  pleasure  or  woe, 

For  that  kingdom  our  hearts  now  prepare ; 
And  shortly  we  also  shall  know, 
And  feel  what  it  is  to  be  there. 

658  (404)  8s&9s. 

1   fTlHE  great,  tremendous  day's  approaching, 
JL   That  awful  scene  is  drawing  nigh  ; 
Was  long  foretold  by  ancient  prophets, 
Decreed  from  all  eternity. 
429 


But  0,  my  soul,  reflect  and  wonder ; 

That  awful  scene  is  drawing  near, 
When  you  shall  see  the  great  transaction, 

When  Christ,  in  judgment,  shall  appear. 

2  See  nature  stand  all  in  amazement, 

To  hear  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound ; 
Arise,  ye  dead,  and  come  to  judgment, 

Ye  nations  of  the  world  around  ! 
Loud  thunders  rumbling  through  the  concave, 

Bright,  forked  lightnings  part  the  skies  ; 
The  heavens  are  shaking,  the  earth  is  quaking, 

The  gloomy  sight  attracts  mine  eyes. 

3  Green,  turfy  grave-yards  and  tombs  of  marble, 

Give  up  their  dead,  both  small  and  great ; 
See  !  the  whole  world,  both  saints  and  sinners, 

Are  coming  to  the  judgment-seat. 
See  Jesus  on  the  throne  of  justice, 

Comes  thundering  down  the  parted  skies, 
And  countless  armies  of  shining  angels, 

With  hallelujahs  shout  for  joy. 

4  Brighi-Shining  streams  from  his  awful  presence, 

His  face  ten  thousand  suns  outshine  ; 
Behold  him  coming  in  power  and  glory, 

To  meet  him,  all  his  saints  combine. 
Go  forth,  ye  heralds,  with  speed  like  lightning, 

Call  in  my  saints  from  distant  lauds  ; 
Those  that  my  blood  from  sin  has  ransomed, 

Whose  names  in  life's  fair  book  do  stand. 

5  O  come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father, 

The  purchase  of  my  dying  love; 
Receive  the  crowns  of  life  and  glory, 

Which  are  laid  up  for  you  ab<  ve. 
For  you,  my  saints,  which  have  continued 

With  me,  and  my  temptations  bore, 
I  have  provided  for  you  a  kingdom, 

To  reign  with  me  forevermoro. 
430 


6  There  'a  flowing  fountains  of  living  water ; 

No  sickness,  pain,  nor  death  to  fear  ; 
No  sorrow,  sighing,  no  tears  nor  weeping 

Shall  ever  have  admittance  there. 
But  how  will  sinners  stand  and  tremble, 

When  justice  calls  them  to  the  bar ! 
Those  that  reject  his  offered  mercy, 

Their  everlasting  doom  to  hear. 

659      (404)        {Prairie  Fhwer.) 

ONWARD  time  is  rolling,  fast  the  moments  fly, 
Swiftly  is  probation  passing  by, 
Hours  of  pain  and  sorrow  soon  will  all  be  gone, 
Christian,  soon  will  come  the  morn. 
Soon  the  voice  of  weeping  will  no  more  be  heard; 
Nor  the  narrow  charnel  house  be  stirred  ; 
Friends  that  now  are  sleeping  soon  will  leave  the 
And  in  endless  beauty  bloom.  [tomb, 

Cho. — We  now  are  going,  soon  we  shall  be 
Where  all  the  Pilgrim  band  is  free, 
There  with  angel  harpers  we  shall  all  unite 
In  that  blissful  land  of  light.. 

2  In  that  world  of  glory,  o'er  the  blissful  plains, 
Roll  the  welcome  tidings  —  Jesus  reigns  ! 

He  hath  been  victorious,  and  hath  conquered  death 

To  secure  the  promised  rest. 

There  in  regal  splendor,  clothed  in  robes  of  light, 

With  his  holy  angels  shining  bright, 

While  the  heavenly  arches  loud  with  praises  ring, 

To  the  everlasting  King. 

3  Hail !   thou  glorious  morning !   break  upon  our 
Chase  away  the  darkness  of  the  night ;         [sight ; 
Bring  the  welcome  tidings  that  our  work  is  done, 
And  a  victor's  crown  we've  won. 

.  431 


K  Y  JXLTX  &  . 

Cheer  thee  !  lonely  Pilgrim,  still  the  firmer  be  ; 
Soon  a  world  of  glory  thou  shalt  see  ; 
There,  amid  the  ransomed,  rest  thy  weary  soul 
While  eternal  ages  roll. 

660     (405)  L.M. 

1  T70UNG  people  all,  attention  give, 

JL    While  I  address  you  in  God's  name, 
Ye,  who  in  sin  and  folly  live, 

Come  hear  the  counsels  of  a  friend. 

2  I've  sought  for  bliss  in  glittering  toys, 

And  ranged  the  luring  scenes  of  vice, 
But  never  knew  substantial  joys, 
Until  I  heard  my  Saviour's  voice, 

3  He  spake  at  once  my  sins  forgiven, 

And  took  my  load  of  guilt  away, 
He  gave  me  glory,  peace  and  heaven, 
And  thus  1  found  the  heavenly  way. 

4  And  now,  with  trembling  sense  I  view 

The  billows  roll  beneath,  dear  youth ; 
For  death  eternal  waits  for  you, 

Who  slight  the  force  of  Gospel  truth. 

5  Youth,  like  the  spring,  will  soon  be  gone, 

By  fleeting  time,  or  conquering  death, 
Your  morning  sun  may  set  at  noon, 
And  God  demand  your  mortal  breath. 

C  Your  sparkling  eyes  and  blooming  cheeks 
Must  wither  like  the  blasted  rose, 
The  coffin  muffler,  winding  .sheet, 
Will  soon  your  active  limbs  enclose. 

7  Ye  heedless  ones,  that  wildly  stroll, 

The  grave  will  soon  become  your  bed, 
Where  silence  reigns  and  vapors  roll 
In  solemn  darkness  round  your  head. 
432 


HYMN'S. 

8  There  sunk  in  shades  of  gloomy  night, 
You'll  sleep  until  the  judgment  day, 
And  never  more  behold  the  light, 
Until  the  heavens  pass  away. 

661     (405) 

1  5"T)OUND  the  world  alarm  is  ringing, 

XL  In  a  solemn  sound, 
While  old  time  in  haste  is  winging 

The  moments  swift  around. 
Hark  !  in  mournful  tones  now  pealing 

Notes  of  pensive  song, 
Full  of  faith  and  love  now  mingling, 
Sweetly  it  floats  along : 
Soon  will  the  trumpet 

Peal  the  glorious  sound  ! 
All  the  saints  will  then  awaken 

From  beneath  the  cold,  cold  ground  I 

2  Now  the  harvest  fast  is  ripening, 

Love  is  growing  cold  — 
See  the  fields  already  whitening, 

And  scoffers  growing  bold. 
All  the  signs  that  mark  the  coming 

Of  the  end  of  time  ; 
See,  the  fig-tree  is  a  blooming, 

Next,  the  last  great  sign. 
Soon  will  the  trumpet,  &c. 

3  Haste  thee,  sinner,  Christ  is  calling 

In  a  voice  of  love  ; 
And  the  sands  of  time  are  falling,  — 

Come,  then,  no  longer  rove. 
Now  the  men  of  might  are  waking, 

And  their  doom  is  near ; 
Soon  the  heavens  will  be  shaking, 
And  then  will  the  Judge  appear. 
Then  will  the  trumpet,  &c. 
433 


HYMNS. 

4  There  the  tree  of  life  is  blooming 
On  that  happy  shore, 
And  the  crystal  streams  are  flowing, 

Where  grief  and  sufferings  are  o'er ; 
There  the  saints  of  God,  immortal, 

Praise  their  glorious  King, 
'Neath  Jerusalem's  bright  portal, 
Happy,  forever  sing. 

Come,  then,  dear  Saviour, 
Let  the  trumpet  sound  ! 
All  the  saints  will  then  awaken 

From  beneath  the  cold,  cold  ground. 

662    (405) 

1  HKEPTIC,  spare  that  book, 
O  Touch  not  a  single  leaf, 
Nor  on  its  pages  look 

With  eye  of  unbelief: 
'Twas  my  forefathers'  stay, 

In  the  hour  of  agony  ; 
Skeptic,  go  thy  way, 

And  let  that  old  book  be. 

2  That  good  old  book  of  life 

For  centuries  has  stood, 
Unharmed  amid  the  strife, 

When  earth  was  drunk  with  blood; 
And  would'st  thou  harm  it  now, 

And  have  its  truths  forgot? 
Skeptic,  forbear  the  blow, 

Thy  hand  shall. harm  it  not. 

8  Its  very  name  recalls 

The  happy  hours  of  youth, 
When  in  my  gratulsire's  halls 
I  heard  its  tales  of  truth. 
434 


H  Y  JVC  lEST  S  . 

I've  seen  his  white  hair  flow 
O'er  that  volume  as  he  read ; 

But  that  was  long  ago, 

And  the  good  old  man  is  dead. 

4  My  dear  grandmother,  too, 

When  I  was  but  a  boy, 
IVe  seen  her  eyes  of  blue 

Weep  o'er  it  tears  of  joy. 
Their  traces  linger  still, 

And  dear  they  are  to  me  ; 
Skeptic,  forego  thy  will  — 

Go  —  let  that  old  book  be. 

663    (406) 

1  f\  LORD  !  hasten  the  time 

V  Of  freedom  from  woe  and  sin, 
Let  David's  Son  on  his  royal  throne 

His  reign  of  mercy  begin. 
Pilgrims  here  we  roam, 

Oppressed  by  many  a  care  ; 
We  long  to  be  from  trouble  free, 

And  the  joys  of  angels  share. 

Oho.  —  O  Lord  !  hasten  the  time, 
Speed  on  the  joyous  day ! 
Jesus,  we  cry,  descend  from  on  high, 
Thus  we  daily  pray. 

2  All  over  the  land 

There's  sorrow,  sickness,  and  death; 
Man's  plaintive  cries  each  hour  arise, 

And  thus  he  yields  his  breath. 
A  curse  is  on  the  ground, 
And  a  poison  in  the  air, 
O,  well  may  we  long  to  be  free, 
And  long  for  a  world  that's  fair. 
O  Lord !  hasten  the  time,  &c. 
435 


HYMNS. 

3  Yes,  we  long  for  the  day 

When  Satan's  reign  shall  be  o'er, 
And  peace  and  joy,  without  alloy, 

Be  scattered  from  shore  to  shore. 
Then  deserts  shall  rejoice, 

And  blossom  as  Eden  fair, 
While  vine-clad  hills  and  leaping  rills 
Shall  praise  to  Immanuel  bear. 
O  Lord  !  hasten  the  time,  &c. 

664    (406) 

WE  shall  greet  them  at  home,  we  shall  greet  them, 
When  the  sorrows  of  life  shall  be  o'er, 
Our  loved  ones,  we  hope  soon  to  meet  them, 

On  Eden's  fair,  beautiful  shore  ; 
The  glorious  thought,  how  consoling, 

To  know  that  the  time  is  so  nigh, 
When  Jesus,  the  world,  shall,  controlling, 
Permit  us  to  join  them  on  high. 

2  We  shall  greet  them  at  home,  we  shall  greet  them, 
Though  now  they  are  hid  from  our  sight, 

We  think  of  the  time  we  shall  meet  them, 

And  it  oft  fills  our  hearts  with  delight, 
Wc  have  laid  them  away  in  deep  saduess, 
.   Yet  not  without  hope  in  our  breast, 
For  again  they  will  join  us  with  gladness, 
And  enter  the  heavenly  rest. 

3  Wc  shall  greet  them  at  home,  we  shall  greet  them, 
Where  nothing  can  ever  divide, 

Where  sickness,  or  death,  cannot  harm  them, 
Nor  tear  them  again  from  our  side; 

There  we'll  range  beside  life's  cooling  river, 
'Neath  the  tree  of  Life's  shade  we  shall  r:am, 

'With  the  glory  of  God  shining  ever, 

We'll  greet  them,  we'll  greet  them  at  home 
433 


. 


665      (406)        (Old  Church- Yard.)  P.M. 

1  TTEAR  the  glorious  proclamation, 
XI  The  glad  tidings  of  salvation, 
Hear  the  glorious  proclamation 

Of  the  Saviour  near. 
Cho.  —  While  the  choir  of  angels, 
While  the  choir  of  angels, 
While  the  choir  of  angels, 

Shall  be  sounding  through  the  air. 

2  Hark  !  the  tidings  onward  rolling, 
Jesus  comes,  the  world  controlling ! 
Hark  !  the  tidings  onward  rolling, 

Jesus  comes  to  reign. 

While  the  choir  of  angels,  &c. 

3  Sec  the  "  sign"  in  heaven  appearing, 
And  the  blazing  chariot  nearing, 
See  the  u  sign  "  in  heaven  appearing, 

And  the  Saviour  there. 

While  the  choir  of  angels,  &c. 

4  See  the  earth  in  terror  shaking, 
And  the  dead  to  life  awaking, 
See  the  earth  in  terror  shaking, 

And  the  dead  arise. 

While  the  choir  of  angels,  &c. 

5  Xow  on  wings  of  light  ascending, 
W^ith  a  shining  host  attending, 
Xow  on  wings  of  light  ascending, 

Mount  up  to  the  skies. 

While  the  choir  of  angels,  &c. 

6  See  the  banner  waves  in  glory, 
While  ten  thousand  tell  the  story, 
See  the  banner  waves  in  glory, 

And  the  saints  all  there. 

While  the  choir  of  angels,  &;. 
437 


HYMNS. 

7  Thuy  are  saved  from  death  forever, 
Praise  to  him  who  did  deliver, 
They  are  saved  from  death  forever, 
Aiid  die  no  more. 

While  the  choir  of  angels,  &c. 

666    (407)  10s. 

I  LOVE  it,  I  love  it,  and  who  shall  dare 
To  chide  me  for  loving  the  house  of  prayer? 

1  have  prized  it  long  as  a  holy  place, 

Where  my  gracious  Lord  shows  his  smiling  face. 
Do  you  ask  me  why  I  linger  here  ? 
Why  the  place  to  me  is  so  sweet  and  dear?  — 
Here  my  soul  was  saved  from  the  fowler's  snare, 
And  a  sacred  place  is  the  house  of  prayer. 

2  'T  is  a  place  of  peace  and  a  place  of  rest, 
And  of  all  the  earth  this  place  is  the  best ; 
Here  we  feast  on  love  and  abound  in  joy  — 

Our  hearts  beat  with  hope  and  our  tongues  we  employ 

In  the  praise  of  Ilim  who  came  to  save 

From  the  guilt  of  sin,  and  the  power  of  the  grave  — 

His  love  and  truth  we  here  declare, 

And  we  love  to  pray  in  the  house  of  prayer. 

3  Here  the  meek  and  lowly  in  heart  agree 
To  raise  the  voice  while  they  bend  the  knee. 
And  gentle  showers  of  grace  distil, 

Our  hearts  to  cheer,  our  .souls  to  fill. 

Let  the  vain  and  proud  this  place  pass  by  — 

Let  them  scorn  the  thought  to  linger  nigh  ; 

But  I  love  it,  I  love  it,  and  will  declare 

That  there  is  no  place  like  the  house  of  prayer. 

4  No  place  like  this  beneath  the  sun  ; 

But  there'll  be  a  place  in  the  world  to  come, 
Where  the  wicked  will  not  trouble  the  blest, 
Where  the  weary  soul  will  forever  rest. 
438 


H  YMNS. 

Where  the  prayer  of  faith  finds  its  great  reward, 
And  the  faithful  onts  will  be  with  the  Lord ; 
But  until  rny  soul  shall  enter  there, 
Let  me  still  delight  in  the  house  of  prayer. 

667    (407) 

1  rpiIE  midnight  cry  in  mercy  sounds  ; 

J_   The  faithful  watchman  lifts  his  voice  ; 
Its  thrilling  tones  re-echo  ro.und, 
To  bid  the  saints  rejoice. 
Then,  virgins,  rise,  break  forth,  and  sing 
The  glorious  Advent  of  your  King  ! 

The  Midnight  cry  in  mercy  sounds, 
Go  forth  to  meet  your  Lord ! 

2  Blow  !  Watchman  —  blow  a  certain  sound  I 

For  dark  and  dangerous  is  the  night. 
And  daring  scoffers  thicken  round  — 

The  evil  servants  smite  ; 
The  faithful  ones  strict  watch-care  keep, 
With  lamps  well  trimmed  —  nor  can  they  sleep. 
The  Midnight  Cry  in  mercy  sounds, 
Go  forth  to  meet  your  Lord  ! 

3  Though  midnight  hour,  God's  word  sheds  light, 

Its  brilliant  rays  dispel  the  gloom ; 
The  Pilgrim's  pathway  now  grows  bright  — 

The  Kin":  is  coming  soon. 
Then  tune  your  harps  once  more,  and  sing 
Your  sweetest  strains  to  Zion's  King. 
The  Midnight  Cry  in  mercy  sounds, 
Go  forth  to  meet  your  Lord  ! 

4  Behold  !  he  comes  —  the  mighty  One  — 

Ye  virgins,  rise  !  go  forth  and  meet ! 
Dry  up  your  tears  !  the  Bridegroom  comes, 
His  weeping  bride  to  greet. 
439 


H  YJMNS. 

The  trumpet  sounds  —  the  day  has  broke  — 
The  living  changed  —  the  dead  awoke, 

To  blend  their  songs  in  gushing  strains 

All  hail !  Messiah  reigns  ! 

668    (-108) 

1  TT7TIEN  Christ,  the  Lord,  was  doomed  to  die, 

V  V    And  bow  to  heaven's  stern  decree, 
He  plainly  saw  the  hour  was  nigh 
When  many  sighed  with  grief,  while  he, 
The  victim,  came  serene  and  mild, 
The  back  laid  bare,  the  scourge  he  took, 
And  bleeding  on  the  cross  was  nailed, 
While  Nature  feels  the  pond'rous  stroke. 
And  now  each  weeping  saint  their  grief, 

Their  grief  partook, 
And  now  each  weeping  saint  their  grief, 

Their  grief  partook, 
In  anguish  sighed  —  while  he  died  — 
In  anguish  sighed  —  while  he  died  — 

O,  wondrous  deed  !  O,  wondrous  deed ! 
The  Man  of  Sorrows  dies  ! 

2  O,  list !   what  sighs  of  deep  despair  — 

What  mournful  thoughts  pervade  each  breast  — 
When,  suddenly,  bright  forms  appear  — 
Earth  shakes,  the  soldiers  stand  aghast  — 
And  lo  !  the  Son  of  God  comes  forth  — 
A  mighty  conqueror  o'er  the  grave  ! 
Go,  Mary,  tell  the  joyous  truth  — 
1  live  again,  with  power  to  save  ! 
And  now  each  joyful  saint  their  joy, 

Their  joy  partake, 
And  now  each  joyful  saint  their  joy, 

Their  joy  partake, 
Hearts  once  sad,  now  made  glad ; 
Hearts  once  sad,  now  made  glad; 

Jesus  lives  again!  Jesus  lives  again! 
The  conqueror  of  the  grave. 

440 


3  O,  glory  be  to  God  on  high  ! 
He  thus  fulfils  his  faithful  wonl ; 
From  North  to  South,  from  East  to  West, 
At  home,  abroad,  all  things  proclaim ; 
Now  signs  reveal  his  kingdom  nigh, 
Faith  says  it  cannot  be  deferred  ; 
Behold,  at  hand  the  promised  rest ! 
All  things  restored,  Messiah's  reign  ! 
And  now  each  waiting  saint  their  joy, 

Their  joy  bespeaks, 
And  now  each  waiting  saint  their  joy, 

Their  joy  bespeaks, 
While  they  sing,  heavens  ring  ; 
While  they  sing,  heavens  ring  ; 

Come — glorious  King  !  Come — glorious  King  ! 
The  Lord,  our  Righteousness  ! 

669    (408) 

LIST  to  the  joyful  news  sounding  so  clear, 
O'er  the  hills,  through  the  dales,  Jesus  is  near  ; 
Hark  how  it  wafts  along  through  earth's  domain, 
Quick  prepare  soon  to  share  Heaven's  bright  reign. 

Cho. — Pilgrims  and  strangers  here  we  '11  ever  roam 
Till  our  Lord  shall  reward  and  bring  us  home. 

2  Swiftly  the  tidings  roll  onward  with  speed, 
To  the  believer's  soul  joyful  indeed  ; 

Soon  will  the  reaping  time  fully  have  come, 
Saints  will  all,  great  and  small,  be  gathered  home. 
Pilgrims  and  strangers,  &c. 

3  Lord,  let  thy  kingdom  come,  we'll  ever  pray  ; 
Soon  take  thy  children,  O  hasten  the  day. 

Lift  up  your  heads,  ye,  saints,  banish  all  fear, 
Signs  proclaim,  Jesus'  name,  Judgment  is  near. 
Pilgrims  and  strangers,  &c. 
44f 


HYMXS. 

670      (409)        (Christ  our  Pilot.)  lis. 

HOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word  ; 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath  said, 
You,  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled? 

2  In  every  condition,  in  sickness,  in  health,    * 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth, 

At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land  or  the  sea, 

As  thy  days  may  demand  shall  thy  strength  ever  be. 

3  u  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,0  be  not  dismayed  ! 
I  now  am  thy  God  and  will  still  give  thee  aid  ; 

I  '11  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to  stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

4  When  through  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  woe  shall  not  thee  overflow  ; 
For  I  will  be  with  thee  thy  troubles  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

5  When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall  lie, 
My  grace  all-sufficient  shall  be  thy  supply  ; 

The  flames  shall  not  hurt  thee  ;   1  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

6  E'en  down  to  old  age  all  my  people  Bhall  prove 
Impartial,  eternal,  unchangeable  love  ; 

And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  bx.  borne. 

7  The  soid  that  on  Jesus  doth  lean  for  repose, 
1  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  iocs; 

Thai  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endear  or  to  shake 
I'll  never,  no,  never,  no,  never  forsake." 

(571     (409)  lis. 

rill  IK  Bridegroom  [scorning,  Ohark,  hear  the  cry  ! 
X    He's  coining  in  glory  —  his  Kingdom  is  nigh; 
Myriads  of  angelfl  await  his  eonunand, 
To  gather  the  faithful  from  every  laud. 
442 


H  YHVLIST  s. 

Cho.  —  O  Pilgrim,  haste  !  the  day  rolls  on, 

Quickly  will  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  be  gone, 

O  Pilgrim,  haste  !  awake  and  arise, 

To  go  and  meet  your  Saviour  in  the  skies. 

2  The  storm-cloud  of  vengeance  is  gathering  fast, 
The  harvest  is  ripening  and  soon  will  be  past ; 
The  last  final  struggle  of  earth  has  begun, 

Soon  all  will  be  ended,  and  strife  will  be  done. 

3  Then  gird  on  thine  armor,  O  Christian,  with  care  > 
The  time  of  great  peril  prevails  everywhere  ; 

Be  watchful,  be  prayerful,  forgiving  and  kind, 
The  Enemy  watches  each  unguarded  mind. 

4  O  hail  the  glad  morning  when  Jesus  shall  reign  ! 
No  more  of  our  loved  ones  by  Death  will  be  slain  ; 
He'll  awake  all  his  people  who  sleep  in  the  tomb, 
And  make  them  immortal,  forever  to  bloom. 

5  The  earth  robed  in  beauty  will  soon  be  our  home— 
The  pure  golden  city  with  high  tow'ring  dome  ; 
The  songs  of  the  ransomed  will  roll  o'er  the  plain, 
In  glory  unending  with  Jesus  we  '11  reign  ! 

672    (^10)  us. 

THE  people  called  Christians  how  manv  things  they 
tell, 
About  the  land  of  Canaan,  where  the  saints  with 

Christ  shall  dwell ; 
Bat  sin,  that  dreadful  ocean,  encloses  them  around, 
While  its  tide  still  divides  them  from  Canaan's  happ} 

ground. 
2  Thousands  have  been  impatient  to  find  a  passage 

through, 
And  with  united  wisdom  have  tried  what  they  could 

do  ; 
But  vessels  built  by  human  skill  have  never  sailed  far, 
Till  we  have  found  them  aground  on  some  dreadful 

sandy  bar. 

443 


H  Y  MNS. 

3  The  everlasting  Gospel  has  launched  the  deep  at 

last, 
Behold  her  sails  extended  around  the  towering  masts  ; 
Along  the  deck  in  order  the  joyful  sailors  stand, 
Crying,  ho  !  here  we  go  !  to  Immanuel's  happy  land. 

4  To  those  who  stand  spectators  what  anguish  must 

ensue, 
To  see  their  old  companions  bid  them  a  last  adieu  ; 
The  pleasures  of  your  paradise  no  longer  can  invite, 
Here  we  sail,  you  may  rail, but  we'll  soon  be  out  of 

sight. 

5  We  are  now  on  the  wide  ocean,  we  bid  this  world 

farewell, 

And  where  we  shall  cast  anchor,  the  Scriptures  show 

full  well, 
About  our  future  destiny  there  need  be  no  debate, 
While  we  ride  on  the  tide  with  our  Captain  and  his 

Mate. 

6  The  passengers  united  in  order,  peace  and  love, 
The  wind's  all  in  our  favor,  how  sweetly  we  do  move, 
Let  tempests  now  assail  us  and  raging  billows  roar, 
We  shall  sweep  through  the  deep  till  we  reach  thai 

happy  shore. 

7  This  peaceful  port  we'll  enter,  though  towering 

billows  roar, 
And  join  with  saints  and  angels  our  Saviour  to  adore  ; 
The  Captain  of  salvation  will  bring  us  safe  to  land, 
In  the  Gospel  ship,  0  glory!    to  join  the  heavenly 

band. 

(w.'J     (410) 

WE'  11  meet  ere  long  in  our  happy  Eden  home, 
Where  summer  is  smiling  and  lair, 
The  birds  sing  sweet,  and  the  flowers  are  in  bloom, 
And  the  river  of  life  shall  be  there. 
444 


HYMNS. 

The  saints  all  meet,  of  every  age  and  clime, 

Ail  joyous,  all  happy  and  bright  ; 
There  snow-white  robes  in  immortal  beauty  shine, 

With  the  glory  of  the  Lamb,  their  light. 

Cho.  —  Then  weep  no  more,  lone  pilgrim, 

O  weep  no  more  to-day, 
For  we  '11  meet  ere  long  in  our  happy  Eden  home, 

In  our  happy  Eden  home  ever  stay. 

2  In  that  bright  world,  with  our  loved  ones  by  our 
All  blooming,  all  beauteous  and  fair,  [side,. 

We'll  sing  one  song,  as  eternal  ages  glide, 
While  the  winds  waft  music  through  the  air. 

Our  King  shall  reign  in  the  city  of  delight, 
Where  apostles  and  prophets  shall  dwell, 

The  ransomed  hosts  with  the  angels  all  unite 
And  the  glad,  happy  chorus  swell. 
Then  weep  no  more,  &c. 

3  Though  here  we  sigh,  while  we  travel  on  the  way, 
Though  lonely  and  sadly  we  roam, 

We'll  still  hope  on  for  the  coming  of  the  day, 
When  the  weary  shall  rest  in  their  home. 

Though  here  we  toil  through  trials  dark  and  drear, 
Through  sorrow,  and  sickness,  and  pain, 

We  still  will  wait  for  the  Saviour  to  appear, 
When  we  in  our  Eden  home  shall  reign. 
Then  weep  no  more,  &c. 

674     (411)  10s  &  lis. 

THOUGH  troubles  assail  and  dangers  affright, 
Though  friends  all  shall  fail,  and  foes  all  unite, 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us,  whatever  betide, 
The  promise  assures  us  the  Lord  will  provide. 

2  The  birds  without  barn  or  store-house  are  fed, 
From  them  let  us  learn  to  trust  in  our  Head  ; 
His  saints  what  is  fitting  shall  ne'er  be  denied, 
So  long  as  it's  written  the  Lord  will  provide. 
445 


K  Y  M  ^  S  . 

3  "We  all  may  like  ships  by  tempests  be  tost, 
On  perilous  deeps,  but  shall  not  be  lost  ; 
Though  Satan  enrages  the  wind  and  the  tide, 
Yet  Scripture  engages  the  Lord  will  provide. 

4  His  call  we'll  obey  like  Abraham  of  old, 
^Ye  know  not  the  way,  but  faith  makes  us  bold 
For  though  we  are  strangers,  Ave  have  a  sure  gujO, 
And  trust  in  all  dangers,  the  Lord  will  provide, 

5  When  Satan  appears  to  stop  up  the  path, 
And  fills  us  with  fears,  we'll  triumph  by  faith  ; 
He  cannot  take  from  us,  though  oft  he  has  tried, 
This  heart-cheering  promise,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

6  He  tells  us  we're  weak,  our  hope  is  in  vain, 
The  good  that  we  seek  we  ne'er  shall  obtain  ; 
But  when  such  suggestions  our  graces  have  tried, 
This  answers  all  questions,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

7  No  strength  of  our  own  or  goodness  we  claim  ; 
Our  trust  is  all  thrown  on  Jesus'  own  name  ; 

In  this,  our  strong  Tower,  for  safety  we  hide, — 
The  Lord  is  our  power,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

8  When  time  sinks  away  and  the  land  heaves  in  view, 
The  word  of  his  grace  shall  guide  us  safe  through  ; 
Nor  fearing,  nor  doubting,  with  Christ  on  our  side, 
We  then  shall  rise  shouting,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

675    (4ii) 

I'M  sighing  for  home,  where  the  King  in  his  glory 
Shall  banish  all  sorrow  and  scalier  all  gloom; 
I  sigh  lor  the  land,  where  the  youth  and  the  hoary 
Shall  dwell  in  bright  Eden,  forever  at  home. 

Sweet  home,  sweet  home, 
Shall  dwell  in  bright  Edei  ,  forever  at  home. 
446 


2  I'm  sighing  for  home,  where  the  songs  of  the 

ransomed 

Shall  echo  their  strains  throughout  heaven's  high 

dome  ! 

F  sigh  for  the  day  when  all  hearts  shall  be  gladdened  ; 

The  pilgrims'  sweet  rest  and  the  saints'  happy 

Sweet  home,  sweet  home,  [home, 

The  pilgrims'  sweet  rest  and  the  saints'  happy  home. 

3  I  'm  sighing  for  home,  where  joy's  bright  gushing 

fountain, 
Pours  forth  its  glad  waters,  where  grief  cannot 
come  ; 
I  sigh  for  Christ's  coming,  when  valley  and  mountain 
Become  the  bright  plains  of  my  glorious  home. 

Sweet  home,  sweet  home, 
Become  the  bright  plains  of  my  glorious  home. 

4  I'm  sighing  for  home,  where  no  ties  shall  be  broken, 
Where  death  cannot  enter  and  cause  us  to  mourn  ; 

I  sigh  for  the  rest  of  which  prophets  have  spoken, 
The  blest  restitution,  —  I  long  to  go  home. 

Sweet  home,  sweet  home, 
The  blest  restitution,  —  I  long  to  go  home. 

5  I'm  sighing  for  home,  and  the  thought  that  'tis 

nearing, 
Makes  me  cry  the  more  earnest  for  Jesus  to  come  ; 
I  '11  sigh  for  the  kingdom  till  Christ  shall,  appearing, 
Permit  me  to  enter  my  long-looked-for  home. 
Sweet  home,  sweet  home, 
Permit  me  to  ento  my  long-looked-for  home. 

676     (412)       {Faithful  Sentinel.)       lis  &  12s. 

THE  King  in  his  beauty,  by  angels  attended, 
Soon  treading  the  pathway  of  heaven  shall  say, 
The  conflict  is  over,  the  warfare  is  ended, 
Arise,  my  beloved,  from  earth  come  away. 
447 


Cho.  —  Fierce  lightnings  may  flash  and  the  loud 
thunders  rattle, 
They  heed  not,  they  fear  not,  they're  free  from  all 
pain, 
They've  shed  their  last  tear  they've   fought  their 
last  battle, 
The  warfare  is  ended,  in  glory  they  reign. 

2  The  graves  are  seen  burst  ing,  the  dark  caverns  open , 
The  rocks  and  the  mountains  down  by  him  are 

thrown, 
The  captives  are  rescued,  death's  chains,  they  are 
broken, 
"While  saints  of  all  ages  arise  from  the  tomb. 
Fierce  lightnings  may  flash,  &c. 

3  The  toil-worn  and  weary,  who  long  have  been 

waiting 
The  coming  of  Christ  to  receive  their  reward, 
Rejoicing  and  shouting,  while  nature  is  shaking, 
Together  mount  up  at  the  voice  of  the  Lord. 
Fierce  lightnings  may  flash,  &c. 

4  Fierce  lightnings  are  flashing,  loud  thunders  are 

roaring, 
Hark,  hear  the  foundations  of  earth,  how  they 

move  ! 
While  nations  are  angry,  their  fate  arc  deploring,* 
The  saints  are  all  safe  in  the  city  above. 

Fierce  lightnings  may  flash,  &<»• 

5  There  fathers   and    mothers,  there    sisters    and 

brothers, 
There  parents  and  children  together  unite, 
Apostles  and  Prophets,  and  millions  of  others, 

All  Swell  the  glad  anthems  in  blissful  delight. 
Fierce  lightnings  may  Hash,  &C. 

G  May  we,  <>n  that  morning,  by  glory  surrounded, 

Receive  the  blest  plaudit,  when  Jesus  shall  come, 
The  conflict   is  Over,  the  warfare  is  ended, 

Come,  enter  the  kingdom  prepared  for  thy  home. 

448 


HYMNS  . 

Cho.  —  Fierce  lightnings  may  flash,  and  the  loud 
thunders  rattle, 
"We  '11  heed  not,  we  '11  fear  not,  we  're  free  from  all 
pain, 
We '  ve  shed  our  last  tear,  we  We  fought  our  last  battle, 
The  warfare  is  ended,  in  glory  we  reign. 

677      (412)  (Longing.) 

1  TTTE'RE  waiting  still,  dear  Lord,  for  thee 

VV     Thy  promise  to  fulfil, 
When  thou  shalt  come  in  majesty 

To  reign  on  Zion's  hill ; 
We  're  waiting  still,  dear  Lord,  for  thee 

To  gather  Abraham's  seed, 
When  from  all  pain  and  cruelty, 

Thy  followers  shall  be  freed. 

2  We  're  waiting  still,  dear  Lord,  for  thee 

To  rend  the  vaulted  skies, 
To  give  us  immortality, 

And  bid  us  to  thee  rise : 
We're  waiting  still,  dear  Lord,  for  thee 

To  wake  the  sleeping  dead, 
Whea  thy  dear  saints  no  mors  shall  be 

Through  death's  dark  portals  led. 

3  Help  us  to  wait,  dear  Lord,  for  thee, 

With  patience  and  with  hope, 
And  may  thy  Spirit  ever  be 

Our  comfort  and  support ; 
Lord,  grant  us  power  to  watch  and  pray, 

The  waiting  spirit  give, 
That  we  may  meet  in  endless  day, 

And  endless  joys  receive. 

4  We've  waited  long,  we're  waiting  still, 

Yet  we  expect  to  wait 
Till  thou  thy  promise  shalt  fulfil, 
And  earth  anew  create  ; 
449 


H  YMNS. 

Then  we  expect  to  reign  with  thee, 
When  earth  shall  own  thy  sway, 

When  we,  from  all  our  sorrows  free, 
Shall  dwell  in  endless  day. 

678     (413)  5s  &  6s, 

1  TTTHEN  shall  I  see  the  day 

V  V     That  ends  my  woes  ? 
When  shall  I  vict'ry  gain 

O'er  all  my  foes? 
When  will  the  trumpet  sound 

That  calls  an  exile  home  ; 
The  grand,  sabbatic  year, 

When  will  it  come? 

2  A  crown  of  glory  bright, 

By  faith  I  see, 
In  yonder  realms  of  light, 

Prepared  for  me. 
O,  may  I  faithful  prove, 

And  keep  the  prize  in  view, 
And  through  the  storms  of  life 

My  way  pursue ! 

3  Jesus,  be  now  my  guide  ; 

My  steps  attend  ; 
O,  keep  me  near  thy  side  ! 

Be  thou  my  friend  ; 
Be  thou  my  shield  and  sun, 

My  Saviour  and  my  guard; 
And,  when  my  work  is  done, 

My  great  reward. 

4  O,  how  I  long  to  see 

That  happy  day, 
When  sorrow,  sin  and  pain, 
Shall  flee  away, 
450 


HYMNS. 

When  all  the  heavenly  tribes 

Shall  find  their  long-sought  home. 

The  Jubilee  of  heaven, 
When  will  it  come  ? 

679     (413)  P.M. 

1  T  1ST,  ye  mortals,  hear  the  sound 
Jj  That  calls  you  to  prepare  ; 
Hear  creation  groaning  round, 

In  sighs  of  deep  despair  ! 
See  the  nations  in  distress,  — 

Monarchs  look  with  anxious  eye, 
Of  their  hopes  they  're  now  bereft ; 

O  haste  !  the  judgment's  nigh  ! 

2  Mark  !  the  signs  are  passing  by 

That  speak  the  Conqueror  near ; 
Soon  you'll  see  with  your  own  eye 

The  Lord  of  lords  appear, 
In  a  cloud  of  glory  bright, 

Seated  on  his  dazzling  throne  ; 
Myriads,  clad  in  spotless  white, 

Surround  the  Mighty  One. 

3  Say,  poor  sinner,  can  you  stand 

Before  him  in  that  day  ? 
Can  you  raise  your  puny  hand 

Or  lift  your  voice  and  say, 
I  was  not  warned  of  danger  by 

God's  faithful  watchmen  and  his  word? 
Ah,  you  heeded  not  their  cry  !  — 

God's  warning  was  deferred. 

4  Then  you'll  stand  in  black  despair ; 

Remorse  will  shroud  your  heart ; 
Sins  forgotten  will  appear 
And  poignant  grief  impart. 
451 


h  y  m  :sr  s . 

Come,  then,  lay  your  scoffing  by, 
Ere  the  day  of  mercy's  past, 

And  you  in  horror  stand  and  cry, 
I  'in  doomed  to  die  at  last ! 

680      (413)  {Exhortation.) 

1  T  W  ALK  a  lonely  pilgrim  here, 
JL  O'er  life's  uneven  way  ; 

My  aching  heart  keeps  hoping  for 
A  bright  and  better  day  ; 

A  glorious  home,  a  goodly  land, 
The  blessed  heavenly  rest ; 

And  well  I  know  that  land  is  near, 
The  home  of  all  who 're  blest. 

2  I  walk  alone,  and  oft  am  sad, 

And  fall  the  briny  tears  ; 
My  heart  is  grieved  with  trials  sore, 

And  pressed  with  many  cares. 
The  better  land  no  sorrow  knows  — 

There,  hushed  is  every  sigh  ; 
The  Saviour's  hand  in  kindness  wipes 

The  tear-drop  from  each  eye. 


3  I  walk  alone,  and  yet  am  glad, 

The  blessed  promise  given, 
To  cheer  the  heart  —  the  lonely  one, 

Towards  thai  promised  heaven. 
The  humble  path  my  Saviour  walked, 

J  scorn  i;  m»t  to  tread  ; 
The  frowns  and  scoffs  my  Saviour  bore 

May  fall  upon  my  head. 

4  I  stand  upon  his  precious  Word, 

My  soul  rejoiceth  free, 
The  glorious  light  the  Gospel  gives, 
Is  light  that  Bhines  for  me. 

4-32 


HYMNS. 

I'll  suffer  now,  I  '11  triumph  then  ; 

I'll  die  for  Jesus  here  ; 
In  that  bright  world  I'll  live  again, 

A  conquerer's  crown  to  wear. 

681      (414)      (Jeannette  and  Jeannott.) 

1  T7TTE  'RE  going  to  the  land 

V  V    To  the  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  the  sky  is  ever  clear, 

And  the  sun  is  ever  bright. 
Where  the  gentle  zephyrs  play, 

All  laden  with  perfume, 
Where  the  grass  is  ever  green, 

And  the  flowers  are  in  bloom. 
When  we  reach  that  blessed  land, 

Our  happy  Eden  home, 
The  restituted  earth, 

And  throughout  creation  roam, 
We  will  join  the  heavenly  host, 

And  make  the  kingdom  ring, 
With  all  the  blood-washed  throng, 

To  praise  our  God  and  King. 


We're  going  to  the  land, 

To  the  land  of  sacred  rest, 
To  greet  the  loved  of  earth, 

The  holy  and  the  blest. 
Where  all  hearts  shall  thrill  with  joyf 

All  tears  be  wiped  away, 
Where  glory  ever  beams 

In  those  bright  realms  of  day. 
We  're  going  to  our  home, 

The  New  Jerusalem, 
With  gates  so  richly  set 

With  brilliant  diadems ; 
453 


HY  MNS. 

With  streets  of  purest  gold, 

Behold  fair  Salem  stand, 
Built  by  the  God  of  love, 

In  Beulah's  peaceful  land. 

3  "We're  going  to  the  land, 

The  land  of  sacred  song, 
Where  the  enraptured  host 

The  choral  strains  prolong ; 
Where  immortal  breezes  blow 

Across  fair  Eden's  plains, 
Where  the  river  of  life  flows, 

And  the  King  in  beauty  reigns. 
Hark,  hark  !  from  distant  lands 

The  booming  cannons  roar, 
The  day  begins  to  break, 

The  dark  night's  almost  o'er ; 
The  everlasting  heights 

Of  Canaan's  happy  land, 
By  faith  are  in  full  view, 

With  the  immortal  band. 

682     (414)  (Boyhton.)  S.  M 

1  1  TAD  I  the  gift  of  tongues, 

XI  Great  God,  without  thy  grace, 
My  loudest  words,  my  loftiest  songs, 
Would  be  but  sounding  brass. 

2  Though  thou  shouldst  give  me  skill 

Each  myst'ry  to  explain  ; 
Without  a  heart  to  do  thy  will 
JMy  knowledge  would  be  vain. 

3  Had  I  such  faith  in  God 

As  mountains  to  remove, 

No  faith  could  work  effectual  good 
That  did  not  work  by  love. 

454 


H  Y  MINT  S. 

4  GraDt,  then,  this  one  request- 
Whatever  be  denied — 
That  love  divine  may  rule  my  breast. 
And  all  my  actions  guide. 

683      (414)      (Missionary  Hymn.) 

1  rpHE  angels  soon  are  coming, 
JL   To  gather  all  the  just, 
Who  are  in  death  reposing, 

Unconscious  in  the  dust ; 
They  hear  the  trumpet  sounding — 

It  penetrates  the  graves  ; 
Now  into  life  they're  bounding, 

No  more  to  death  are  slaves. 

2  The  resurrection  morning, 

With  all  its  dazzling  light, 
Is  now  upon  us  dawning 

In  rays  of  glory  bright ; 
The  saints  are  made  immortal— 

The  living  and  the  dead ; 
Their  bodies  are  celestial, 

Like  Christ  their  living  head. 

3  The  Saviour  is  descending, 

In  clouds  of  glory  bright ; 
The  angels  are  attending — 

How  swift  their  downward  flight  2 
The  saints  now  upward  rising, 

The  holy  angels  greet, — 
An  army  vast  comprising, 

In  holiness  complete. 

4  A  city,  too,  in  splendor, 

Shall  to  the  earth  descend ; 
Earth's  kingdoms  shall  surrender, 
And  wickedness  shall  end  ; 
465 


Messiah's  kingdom  holy 

Upon  the  earth  shall  bloom, — 

There  all  the  meek  and  lowly 
Will  find  an  endless  home. 

684     (415)  P.M. 

1  rpHE  old  Israelites  knew  what  it  was  they  must  do 
1   If  fair  Canaan  they  would  possess, 

They  must  still  keep  in  sight  of  the  pillar  of  light, 
Which  led  on  to  the  promised  rest. 

2  The  camps  on  the  road  could  not  be  their  abode, 

But  as  oft  as  the  trumpet  should  blow, 
They  all,  glad  of  a  chance  of  a  further  advance, 
Must  then  take  up  their  baggage  and  go. 

3  Now  the  cross-bearing  throng  are  advancing  along, 

And  a  closer  communion  doth  flow  ; 
Now  all  who  would  stand  on  the  promised  land, 
Let  them  leave  all  their  ba^aire  and  <ro. 

4  What  though  some  in  the  rear  preach  up  terror  and 

And  complain  of  the  trials  they  meet ;     [fear, 
Though  the  giants  before  with  great  fury  do  roar, 
I'm  resolved  I  will  never  retreat. 

5  We  are  little,  'tis  true,  and  our  numbers  are  few, 

And  the  sons  of  old  Anak  are  tall ; 
But  while  I  see  a  track,  1  will  never  go  back, 
But  go  on  at  the  risk  of  my  all. 

6  Now  the  morning  doth  dawn  for  the  camps  tonrove 

And  the  priests  with  the  trumpets  do  blow  ;    [on, 
As  the  priests  give  the  sound  and  the  trumpets  re- 
All  my  soul  is  exulting  to  go.  [sound, 

7  But  on  Jordan's  Hear  side  I  can  never  abide, 

For  no  place  of  refuge  I  see, 
Till  I  come  to  the  spot  and  inherit  the  lot, 
Which  the  Lord  will  then  give  unto  me. 
466 


HYMNS. 
685      («5)  P.M. 


lI 


N  the  world  we  shall  have  tribulation, 
Here  trials  and  sorrows  abound  ; 
Whatever  our  lot  or  onr  station, 

No  permanent  rest  can  be  found. 
But  he  who  has  loved  us  has  promised 

A  country  where  peace  shall  remain, 
And  also  that  all  his  disciples 

That  heavenly  country  shall  gain. 

2  On  the  earth  we  are  pilgrims  and  strangers, 

We  are  seeking  the  city  of  God, 
Our  way  is  encompassed  with  dangers, 

The  way  that  all  Christians  have  trod. 
But  Jesus  our  Lord  will  attend  us, 

As  saints  have  all  proved  in  the  past  — 
His  power  and  truth  will  defend  us, 

And  give  us  the  kingdom  at  last. 

3  While  here,  we  shall  meet  with  temptations, 

The  world  will  present  all  its  charms, 
And  he  who  deceiveth  the  nations, 

Would  gladly  throw  round  us  his  arms. 
Yes  ;  Satan  will  ever  annoy  us, 

His  darts  he  will  hurl  at  the  just ; 
But  surely  he  ne'er  can  destroy  us, 

So  long  as  in  Jesus  we  trust. 

4  Our  days  of  affliction  and  sadness 

Will  soon  be  all  numbered  and  past ; 
Our  mourning  succeeded  by  gladness, 

Thank  God,  we  shall  triumph  at  last ! 
The  day  of  redemption  is  dawning, 

Its  signs  in  the  heavens  appear, 
Most  speedily  cometh  the  morning, 

Christ's  glorious  kingdom  is  near. 
457 


H( 


HYMN  S. 

686      (415)  {Greenville.)  8s  &  7s. 

^OLY  Spirit !  Fount  of  blessing, 
Ever  watchful,  ever  kind; 
Thy  celestial  aid  possessing, 

Prisoned  souls  deliv'rance  find, 
Seal  of  truth,  and  bond  of  union, 

Souree  of  light,  and  flame  of  love, 
Symbol  of  divine  communion, 
In  the  olive-bearing  dove. 

Heavenly  guide  from  paths  of  error, 

Comforter  of  minds  distressed ; 
When  the  billows  fill  with  terror, 

Pointing  to  an  ark  of  rest ;  — 
Promised  pledge  !  eternal  Spirit ! 

Greater  than  all  gifts  below,  — 
May  our  hearts  thy  grace  inherit ; 

May  our  lips  thy  glories  show. 


r 


687     (415)  (Norwich.)  7s. 

|"N  the  sun,  and  moon,  and  stars, 
Signs  and  wonders  there  shall  be  ; 
Earth  shall  quake  with  inward  wars, 
Nations  with  perplexity. 

Soon  shall  ocean's  hoary  deep, 

Tossed  witli  stronger  tempests,  rise; 

Darker  storms  the  mountains  sweep, 
Piercer  lightnings  rend  the  skies. 

Evil  thoughts  shall  shake  the  proud, 

Backing  doubt  and  restless  fear; 
And,  amid  the  thunder-cloud, 

Shall  the  Judge  <»i  men  appear. 

But,  though  from  that  aw  tul  l'aee 

Eleayeo  Bhall  fade  and  earth  shall  fly, 

Pear  not  ye,  his  chosen  race  ; 
Your  redemption  draweth  nigh. 
4.58 


H  YMUST  s. 

688  (416)      (A  Light  in  the  Windoiv.) 

THERE'S  a  crown  and  a  kingdom  for  thee,  brother, 
There  'a  a  crown  and  a  kingdom  for  thee  ; 
Our  Saviour  will  come,  and  will  gather  us  home, 

Then  our  home  in  the  kingdom  shall  be. 
Cho.  —  "  The  King  in  his  beauty  "  we  11  see, 
And  with  him  we  ever  shall  be  ; 
In  the  year  of  the  great  Jubilee, 
Then,  our  home  in  the  kingdom  shall  be. 

2  There 's  a  harp,  and  a  palm,  and  a  crown,  brother  ; 
An  inheritance  blessed  for  thee  ; 

Where  Jesus  shall  reign,  in  fair  Eden's  domain, 
There  our  home  in  the  kingdom  shall  be. 

3  There '3  a  "  river  of  water  of  life,"  brother  ; 
There's  a  pure  flowing  river  for  thee, 

That  water  so  pure,  shall  forever  endure, 
There  the  "  tree  of  life"  ever  shall  be. 

4  There 's  a  mansion  in  glory  for  thee,  brother ; 
And  thy  home  in  that  mansion  shall  be  ; 

The  kingdom  will  come,  and  this  is  our  home, 
With  patriarchs  and  prophets  we'll  be. 

689  (416)      (John  Brown  Song.) 

1  i^\  LAD  is  the  hour,  and  propitious  the  sky, 
vT  Haste,  for  the  moment  of  sailing  is  nigh, 
Run  up  the  banner  as  loudly  we  cry, 

Jesus  our  King  evermore. 
Cho.  —  Glory,  Glory,  Hallelujah! 
Glorv,  Glory,  Hallelujah  ! 
Glory,  Glory,  Hallelujah  ! 
Jesus  our  King  evermore. 

2  Bright  shines  the  day-star  of  hope  from  above, 
Swift  from  the  quicksands  of  sorrow  Ave  move, 
O  !  how  we  sail  o'er  the  ocean  of  love, 

Bound  for  the  haven  beyond. 
459 


hcym:^  s. 

3  Sweet  are  the  joys  of  the  years  we  have  passed, 
Sweeter  the  rest  we  are  nearing  so  fast, 

Loud  will  we  sing  while  duration  shall  last, 
Jesus  our  King  evermore. 

4  Hark  !  now  the  music  of  seraphs  we  hear, 
Soon  we  must  part  from  the  friends  we  hold  dear, 
See,  where  the  shores  of  the  blessed  appear, 

O,  how  we  long  to  be  there  ! 

5  Tempests  and  thunders  may  howl  thro*  the  skies, 
Sun,  moon  and  stars  be  concealed  from  our  eyes, 
Still  shall  the  chorus  of  triumph  arise, — 

Jesus  our  King  evermore. 

690  (410)  (Corydon.)  8a. 

1  FT1  HE  groaning  creation  doth  wait, 
X   Together  they  travail  in  pain  ; 

The  Watchmen,  who  stand  in  the  gate, 
Are  longing  the  morning  to  gain. 

O  !  when  will  the  Bridegroom  appear, 
His  long-waiting  Bride  to  receive? 

We  know  that  his  coming  is  near  ; 
He  will  not  his  people  deceive? 

2  He  waits  for  his  bride  to  appear 

In  righteousness  fully  arrayed  ; 
While  lacking  he  cannot  draw  near  — 

"  Make  ready,"  and  be  not  afraid. 
The  scoffers  who  mock  at  his  word, 

Must  also  stand  u  fully  revealed,-" 
Ere  they  can  "  receive  their  reward," 

Or  their  judgment  be  finally  sealed. 

691  (41G)       (Saviour  Haste.)     8s,  7s  &  4s. 
1    rnilOU  hast  said,  exalted  Jesus, 

J_    "  Take  thy  cross  and  follow  me  ;  " 
Shall  the  word  wiih  terror  seize  us? 
Shall  we  from  thy  burden  flee? 

Lord,  I'll  take  it, 
And,  rejoicing,  follow  thee. 
460 


K  Y  M  1ST  S  . 

2  While  this  liquid  tomb  surveying, 

Emblem  of  my  Saviour's  grave, 
Shall  I  shun  its  brink,  betraying 
Feelings  worthy  of  a  slave? 

No!  I'll  enter; 
Jesus  entered  Jordan's  wave. 

3  Blest  the  sign  which  thus  reminds  me, 

Saviour,  of  thy  love  for  me  ; 
But  more  blest  the  love  that  binds  me 
In  its  deathless  bonds  to  thee ; 

O  what  pleasure, 
Buried  with  my  Lord  to  be  ! 

4  Should  it  rend  some  fond  connection, 

Should  I  suffer  shame  or  loss, 

Yet  the  fragrant,  blest  reflection, 

I  have  been  where  Jesus  was, 

Will  revive  me 
When  I  faint  beneath  the  cross. 

692     (417)  P.M. 

1  rpiIE  groaning  earth  is  too  dark  and  drear 
JL   For  the  saints'  eternal  home  ; 

But  the  city  from  heaven  will  soon  be  here  ; 
We  know  that  the  moment  is  drawing  near 

When  she  in  her  glory  shall  come. 
Her  gates  of  pearl  we  soon  shall  see, 

And  her  music  we  soon  shall  hear  ; 
Joyous  and  bright  our  home  shall  be, 
And  we'll  walk  in  the  shadow  of  life's  fair  tree, 

With  our  Saviour  forever  near. 

2  We'll  gladly  exchange  a  world  like  this, 

Where  death  triumphant  reigns, 
For  a  beautiful  home  in  that  land  of  bliss 
Where  all  is  happiness,  joy  and  peace, 

And  nothing  can  enter  that  pains. 
461 


HYMNS. 

There  is  no  more  sorrow  and  no  more  night, 

For  the  darkness  shall  pass  away, 
The  crucified  Lamb  is  its  glorious  light, 
And  the  saints  shall  walk  with  him  in  white 

In  that  happy,  unending  day. 
3  O  there  the  loved  of  earth  shall  meet, 

Whom  death  has  sundered  here  ; 
The  prophets  and  patriarchs  there  will  greet 
All  that  worship  at  Jesus'  feet, 

No  more  separation  to  fear. 
Though  trials  and  griefs  await  us  here, 

The  conflict  will  soon  be  o'er  ; 
This  glorious  hope  our  hearts  shall  cheer. 
For  we  know  that  the  Saviour  will  soon  appear, 

And  then  we  shall  grieve  no  more. 

693     (417)  8s&7s. 

1  TTAIL  the  day  so  long  expected  ; 
JlL  Hail  the  year  of  full  release  ; 
Z ion's  walls  are  now  erected, 

And  her  watchmen  publish  peace. 
Through  the  Shiloh's  wide  dominion, 
Hear  the  trumpet  loudly  roar, 
Cho.  —  Babylon  is  fallen,  is  fallen,  is  fallen, 
Babylon  is  fallen,  to  rise  no  more. 

2  Hark,  and  hear  the  people  crying, 

See  the  city  disappear  ; 
Trade  and  trailic  all  are  dying, 

Lo  !   they  sink  to  rise  no  more  ! 
Merchants  who  have  bought  her  traffic, 

Crying  from  a  distant  shore: 

3  All  her  merchants  cry  with  wonder, 

What  is  this  that  conies  to  pass? 
Murm'ring  like  some  distant  thunder; 

Crying,  O  !  alas  !   alas  ! 
Swell  the  sound,  ye  kings  and  nobles, 

Pliastl  and  people,  rich  and  poor: 
4(32 


HYMNS. 

4  Sing  aloud,  ye  heavenly  choir, 

Shout,  ye  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
See  the  city  all  on  fire, 

How  it  sinks  beneath  the  flame  ! 
Now's  the  day  of  compensation, 

On  the  mystic,  drunk  with  gore  ; 

5  Blow  the  trumpet  in  Mount  Zion, 

Christ  has  come  a  second  time, 
Ruling  with  a  rod  of  iron, 

All  who  now  as  foes  combine. 
Babel's  garments  we've  rejected, 

And  the  wedge  of  golden  ore : 
Babylon  is  fallen,  &c. 

694     (417)  (Eussia.)  L.  M. 

1  r\  GRACE  divine  !  the  Saviour  shed 
\J  His  life-blood  on  the  cursed  tree, 
Bowed  on  the  cross  his  blessed  head, 

And  died  to  make  his  brethren  free. 

2  Through  suff'ring  there,  beneath  his  feet 

He  trod  the  fierce  avenger  down  ; 
There  power  itself  and  weakness  meet  — 
Emblem  of  each,  yon  thorny  crown. 

3  Fruit  of  the  curse,  the  tangled  thorn 

Showed  that  he  bore  its  deadly  sting; 
The  crown,  'mid  Israel's  cruel  scorn, 
Marked  him  as  earth's  anointed  King. 

4  O  blessed  hour,  when  all  the  earth 

Its  rightful  Heir  shall  yet  receive  ; 
When  every  tongue  shall  own  his  worth, 
And  all  creation  cease  to  grieve  ! 

5  Thou,  dearest  Saviour,  thou  alone 

Canst  give  thy  weary  people  rest ; 
And,  Lord,  till  thou  art  on  the  throne, 
This  groaning  earth  can  ne'er  be  blest, 
463 


HYMN  S. 

695  (417)  (BocJdngJiam.)  L.  M. 

1  TT7TIERE  two  or  three,  with  sweet  accord, 

}  V     Obedient  to  their  sovereign  Lord, 
Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  grace, 
And  offer  solemn  prayer  and  praise,  — 

2  There,  says  the  Saviour,  will  I  be, 
Amid  this  little  company; 

To  them  unveil  my  smiling  face, 
And  shed  my  glories  round  the  place. 

3  We  meet  at  thy  command,  dear  Lord, 
Ilelying  on  thy  faithful  word ; 

Now  send  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
Now  fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  love. 

696  (418)        (Come,  Let  us  Anew.) 

1  f^\  LAD  tidings  of  grace,  revealed  to  our  race, 
VJT  With  gracious  intent, 

To  you  is  the  word  of  salvation  now  sent ; 
The  message  receive,  its  author  believe, 

With  one  mind  agree, — 
The  Master  is  coming  and  calleth  for  thee. 

2  To-day  hear  his  voice,  and  make  the  wise  choice  ; 

O,  iiec  to  the  mount  ! 
For  mercy  has  opened  a  lite-giving  fount; 
Behold  the  true  Light,  in  splendor  so  bright; 

Come,  weary  one,  —  see  ! 
The  Master  is  coming  and  calleth  for  thee. 

3  Come  hasten  away  — make  no  more  delay; 

1  [ear  Jesus,  your  friend, 

Invite  you  to  pleasures  thai  never  will  end: 

How  precious  lii-  name!    forever  the  same, 

His  mercy  is  free  ; 
The  Master  is  coming  and  calleth  for  thee. 

4G4 


HYMNS. 

4  In  mercy's  glad  hour,  of  goodness  and  power, 
Come  all  ye  who  thirst, 
The  fountain  is  open  for  even  the  worst ; 
Hear  ye  the  good  news,  and  no  more  refuse. 

In  the  Jubilee 
The  Master  is  coming  and  calleth  for  thee. 

ft  The  trumpet  will  sound,  where  will  you  be  found 
In  that  coming  day  ? 

0  !  sinner,  the  judgment  will  no  more  delay ; 
"  Arise  from  the  dead,"  thy  Saviour  hath  said, 

From  destruction  flee : 
The  Master  is  coming  and  calleth  for  me. 

697     (418)  (Penitence.)  7s  &  6s. 

1  T7AIN,  delusive  world,  adieu, 

V    With  all  your  creature  good  ; 
Only  Jesus  we  pursue, 

Who  bought  us  with  his  blood ! 
All  thy  pleasures  we  forego, 

We  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride ; 
Only  Jesus  will  we  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified ! 

2  Here  will  we  set  up  our  rest ; 

Each  fluctuating  heart 
From  the  haven  of  his  breast 

Shall  never  more  depart. 
Whither  should  a  sinner  go  ? 

His  wounds  for  me  stand  open  wide ; 
Only  Jesus  will  we  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

3  O  that  we  could  all  invite, 

This  saving  truth  to  prove ; 
Show  the  length,  the  breadth,  the  height, 
And  depth  of  Jesus'  love  ! 
465 


K  Y  JVI  ^  S . 

Fain  we  would  to  sinners  show, 
The  blood  by  faith  alone  applied ; 

Only  Jesus  will  we  know 
And  Jesus  crucified ! 

698      (418)  {Dearest  Mae.) 

1  TTTE'EE  looking  for  a  city 

V  V  When  Eden  is  restored, 
A  city  of  foundations 

Whose  builder  is  the  Lord ; 
Whose  glories  are  unfading, 

Whose  beauties  are  untold, 
Whose  walls  are  built  of  jasper, 

With  streets  of  finest  gold. 

Cho. — O  !  happy  day, 

We'll  never  from  thee  stray, 

O  !  glorious  sight,  't  will  be  delight, 

Within  thy  walls  to  stay. 

2  The  length  and  breadth  are  equal, 

Twelve  thousand  furlongs  square, 
And  naught  unclean  or  hateful 

Shall  ever  enter  there  ; 
The  kings  of  earth  their  glory 

And  honors  well  may  bring, 
Within  thy  massy  portals, 

Great  city  of  our  King. 

8  No  need  of  any  Temple, 
Or  sun  or  moon  to  shine, 
The  Lord  thee  will  enlighten, 
His  glories  arc  sublime. 

The  nations  of  the  saved 

Shall  walk  in  glory  bright, 
With  Christ  the  son  of  David, 
Thine  everlasting  light. 
466 


K  Y  M  IN"  S  . 

The  splendid  arches  glisten, 

Within  thy  sacred  dome, 
With  waters  clear  as  crystal 

Proceeding  from  the  Throne. 
The  tree  of  life  so  healing, 

On  either  side  the  stream, 
Whose  branches  gently  waving, 

Add  grandeur  to  the  scene. 


5  Come  all  ye  thirsty,  fainting  — 

Drink  from  life's  cooling  stream, 
Which  when  yon  once  have  tasted, 

You  ne'er  will  thirst  again, 
O  !  be  constrained  to  enter, 

Through  Christ  the  living  way, 
Then  you  can  live  for  ever, 

In  realms  of  endless  day. 

699     (419)  P.M. 

EARTH  is  groaning  ;  earth  is  groaning, 
For  her  Lord  and  King  is  longing, longing,longing, 
Earth  is  groaning,  Lord, deliverance  bring  ;  [longing  ; 
Remove  the  curse,  in  triumph  reign. 
How  long  wilt  thou  remain  away  ? 
How  long  wilt  thou  remain  away  ? 
Why  doth  thy  lingering  chariot  stay  ? 
How  long  wilt  thou  remain  away  ? 

Come,  come, 
To  Israel,  bring  the  promised  day. 

2  Jesus  is  coming,  Jesus  is  coming, 

Lo  !  the  day  star  bright, is  rising,  rising,  rising,  ris- 
Jesus  is  coming  with  the  blazing  crowns  [mg ' 

For  those  who  walk  with  him  in  white. 

467 


O  there  is  glory,  glory  now, 
O  there  is  glory,  glory  now, 
For  lo  !  the  heavens  seem  to  bow  ; 
O  there  is  glory,  glory  now. 

Lo,  lo, 
The  shaking  heavens  begin  to  bow ! 

3  0  the  glory,  O  the  glory, 

Of  the  King  of  armies  coming,  coming,  coming, 
O  the  glory  of  the  King  of  kings  [coming, 

In  triumph  coming  down  to  reign. 

Seraphic  legions  marshalled  now, 
Seraphic  legions  marshalled  now, 
Behold  the  shaking  heavens  bow, 
Seraphic  legions  marshalled  now. 

Lo,  lo, 
The  brilliant  glory  of  his  train ! 

4  Hear  the  voices  !  hear  the  voices  ! 

That  proclaim  the  Saviour  coming,coming,coming, 
Hear  the  voices,  —  sweet  angelic  strains,  [coming. 
In  heaven  th*  echo  loud  resounds  ; 

Angelic  harpings  now  in  heaven, 
Angelic  harpings  now  in  heaven, 
In  sweeping  melody  are  driven, 
Angelic  harpings  now  in  heaven, 

Sound,  sound, 
"  Behold  the  King  of  glory  comes  !" 

5  Heaven  rejoices  —  heaven  rejoices, 

For  the  King  of  kings  is  coming,  coming,  coming, 
Heaven  rejoices,  for  the  King  of  kings       [coming. 
In  radiant  glory  comes  lo  reign  ! 

O  earth  be  glad,  rejoice  and  sing! 
O  earth  be  glad,  rejoice  and  sing  ! 
lie  COmefl  to  reign,  thy  rightful  King! 
O  earth  be  glad,  rejoice  and  sing! 

Shout,  '..hout, 
Glad  tidings  all  t lie  angels  bring! 
468 


HYMNS. 

700     (419)  (Nelly  Grey.) 

WE  are  voyagers  on  an  ocean,  and  our  destiny  we 
know, 
For  our  chart  it  has  pointed  out  the  way  ; 
And  our  leaders  they  are  cheering  us,  as  o'er  the 

waves  we  go, 
Saying,  Courage,  sailors,  soon  we'll  gain  the  day. 

Cho.  —  Then  we'll  watclr  and  we'll  pray,  as  our 

vessel  bears  away, 
And  we'll  never  be  disheai^tened  any  more  ; 
For  the  port  is  getting  nearer,  and  I  hear  the  leaders 

say, 
We  soon  shall  reach  the  harbor  and  the  shore. 


2  Though  strong  the  winds  are  blowing,  and  high 

the  billows  roll, 
It  will  only  make  us  sigh  for  land  the  more  ; 
And  our  rest  will  be  the  sweeter,  when  we  reach 

the  heavenly  goal, 
And  shout  our  voyage  over,  on  the  shore. 

3  We  have  passed  the  coast  of  Babylon,  and  the 

Medo-Persian  line, 
We  have  left  the  coast  of  Grecia  far  behind  ; 
We've   been  sailing   down  the   Roman   shore  for 

eighteen  hundred  years, 
And  our  chart  declares  the  port  we  soon  shall  find. 

4  Though  dark  clouds  now  gather  o'er   us,  and 

dangers  all  around, 
Our  noble  bark  is  bearing  us  away  ; 
So  cheer  up,  noble  sailors,  for  soon  the  trump  will 

sound, 
And  bring  us  safe  to  anchor  in  the  bay. 
4<39 


HYMNS. 

701    (42°)     (Hail  t0  the  Brightness.)     lis  &  10s 

HAIL,  thou  blest  morn,  when  the  great  Mediatoi 
Down  from  the  mansion  of  heaven  did  deseend  ! 
Shepherds,  go  worship  the  babe  in  the  manger  ; 

Lo  !  for  his  guard  the  bright  angels  attend. 
Star  in  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning, 

Guide  where  onr  infant  Redeemer  was  laid  ; 
Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid. 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  were  shining ; 
Low  lay  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall ; 

Angels  adore  him,  in  slumbers  reclining, 
Maker  and  Monarch  and  Saviour  of  all ; 

Say,  shall  we  yield  him  a  costly  devotion, 
Odors  of  Eden,  and  off'rings  divine  ; 

Gems  from  the  mountain,  or  pearls  from  the  ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  or  gold  from  the  mine? 

3  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation  ; 
Vainly  with  gifts  would  his  favor  secure  ; 

Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration  ; 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 
Low  at  his  feet,  we,  in  humble  prostration, 

Lose  all  our  sorrow,  and  trouble,  and  strife; 
There  wc  receive  his  divine  consolation, 

Flowing  afresh  from  the  fountain  of  life. 

4  lie  is  our  friend  in  the  midst  of  temptation  ; 
Faithful  supporter,  whose  love  cannot  fail; 

Rock  of  Our  refuge  and  hope  of  salvation  ; 

Light  to  direct   US  through  death's  gloomy  vale. 
Star  of  the  morning!    thy  brightness  increases; 

Soon  from  the  mansion  of  heaven  shall  descend, 
Glorious  in  light,  he  whose  love  uever  ceases; 

Shepherds,  and  all  men,  the  warning  attend  I 
470 


h:  ymzst  s. 

702     (42°)  {Messiah.)  lis. 

MY  closet,  my  temple,  my  social  retreat, 
'Tis  there  with  my  Saviour  in  concert  I  meet ; 
How  many  the  objects  inviting  me  there, 
To  pour  out  my  soul  in  the  order  of  prayer. 

2  When  shades  of  great  darkness  come  over  my 
And  I  fear  that  my  God  is  about  to  depart,  [heart, 
I  come  to  my  closet  and  find  him  still  there, 

His  hands  filled  with  blessings  in  answer  to  prayer. 

3  I  bless  the  glad  day  when  his  grace  I  first  felt, 
His  mercy  then  saved  me  and  cancelled  my  guilt ; 
I  will  visit  my  closet,  and  never  despair  — 

It  was  there  my  Redeemer  first  answered  my  prayer ; 

4  My  Saviour  is  found  in  all  places  below  ; 
His  mercy  abounds  and  his  grace  overflows  ; 
A  temple,  a  closet,  I  find  everywhere, 

And  Jesus  is  waiting  to  bless  me  in  prayer. 


T 


703     (421)  {Happy  Land.) 

[N  Christ  we  have  our  life, 

And  only  there  ; 
Secure  from  harm  and  strife, 

His  cross  we  bear. 
Our  Shepherd  and  our  Friend, 
On  whom  we  can  depend 
To  guide  us  to  the  end  — 

With  constant  care. 

2  The  way  —  the  truth  —  the  life, 

Our  hearts  to  cheer  ; 

Guarding  from  mortal  strife ; 

We  need  not  fear  ; 
Raise  the  adoring  sons* 
Praises  to  him  belong : 
With  the  triumphant  throng 
He  will  appear. 
471 


HYMNS. 

He  overcame  our  foes, 
The  witness  saith, 

When  from  the  grave  he  rose 
And  conquered  death. 

He  then  ascended  high, 

No  more  for  man  to  die  ; 

He  lives  to  grant  supply 
Of  life  and  breath. 


Our  great  High  Priest  above, 

His  triumphs  sing : 
He  will  descend  in  love, 

And  glory  bring. 

On  earth  he  comes  to  reign, 

His  sceptre  he'll  maintain, 

Our  Eden  he  '11  regain  — 

Victorious  King. 


5  Our  Life  will  soon  appear, 
And  take  us  home  ; 

He'll  wipe  out  every  tear,  — 
Good  Shepherd,  come  ! 

Hosanna  to  his  name  ! 

His  love  is  still  the  same, 

Which  we  will  e'er  proclaim 
In  Eden's  home. 


6  His  kingdom  is  at  hand, 
The  Jubilee  — 
And  in  the  promised  land 

We  soon  shall  be, 
Praising  with  harp  and  voice, 
Our  life  —  our  hope  — our  choice, 
And  then  we  shall  rejoice 
Eternally. 
472 


h  ym  :rsr  s. 

704  (421)  (JTartyn.)  7s. 

1  /H  OD  of  all-redeeming  grace, 

VT  By  thy  pard'ning  love  compelled, 
Up  to  thee  our  souls  we  raise, 

Up  to  thee  our  bodies  yield  ; 
Thou  our  sacrifice  receive, 

Acceptable  through  thy  Son, 
While  to  thee  alone  we  live, 

While  we  die  to  thee  alone. 

2  Meet  it  is,  and  just,  and  right, 

That  we  should  be  wholly  thine  ; 
In  thy  only  Avill  delight, 

In  thy  blessed  service  join  ; 
0  that  every  work  and  word 

Might  proclaim  how  good  thou  art ; 
"  Holiness  unto  the  Lord," 

Still  be  written  on  our  heart ! 

705  (421)  8s  &  78. 

1  TT7ATCHMAN,  on  the  walls  of  Zion, 

V  V     Let  thy  warning  voice  be  heard  ; 
Blow  the  blast ;  for  Judah's  Lion 

Soon  will  draw  his  vengeful  sword  ; 
Soon  his  rightful  throne  assume, 
To  pronounce  the  general  doom. 

2  Watchman,  mark  the  coming  danger ; 

Blow  the  trumpet,  warn  the  land, 
Wake  the  slothful,  rouse  the  stranger, 

Lest  their  blood  be  on  thy  hand  ; 
Turn,  O  turn  !  why  will  ye  die? 
O  sinner,  to  the  refuge  fly  ! 

3  Watchman,  sound  a  louder  measure, 

For  the  people  will  not  hear  ; 
As  a  lovely  song  of  pleasure, 

Fall  their  words  upon  thy  ear. 
Bid  them  seek  the  good  old  path 
Ere  the  awful  day  of  wrath. 
J   473 


H  Y  M  !NT  S  . 

4  Watchman,  in  the  cleansing  fountain 

Bid  them  wash,  while  yet  they  may  ; 
Vain  their  call  on  rock  and  mountain, 

To  protect  them  in  that  day, 
When  the  Lamb,  on  throne  of  ire, 
Shall  unsheath  his  sword  of  fire. 

5  Watchman,  'mid  that  desolation, 

Ask,  who  then  shall  dare  to  stand? 
Joyful  shout,  from  tribulation 

Jesus  brings  his  chosen  band! 
Grateful  love  and  ardent  praise 
To  his  eternal  glory  raise. 

706      (422)  (Hcndon.)  7s. 

1  A  NGELS,  roll  the  rock  away  ! 

J\    Death,  yield  up  the  mighty  prey  ! 
See,  the  Saviour  quits  the  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom  ! 

2  Shout,  ye  seraphs  !   Gabriel,  raise 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise  ! 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Echo  to  the  joyful  sound. 

3  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes  ; 
See  the  Conqueror  mount  the  skies  ; 
When  he  comes,  ye  conquer  too  ; 
lie  has  triumphed  thus  for  you. 

4  Heaven  unfolds  her  portals  wide; 
Glorious  Hero,  through  them  ride; 
King  of  glory,  mount  thy  tlu-one! 
Boundless  empire  is  thy  own. 

5  Praise  him.  ye  celestial  choirs! 

Raise  and  .-weep  vour  golden  lyres; 
Praise  him  in  the  noblest  songs, 
From  ten  thousand  thousand  tongues! 
474 


HYMNS. 

707  (422)  (Laban.)  S.  M. 

1  '\y\7"E  come  with  joyful  song, 

V  V     To  hail  this  happy  morn  ; 
Glad  tidings  from  an  angel's  tongue, 
"  This  day  is  Jesus  born  !  " 

2  What  transports  doth  his  name 

To  sinful  men  afford  ! 
His  glorious  titles  we  proclaim  — 
A  Saviour  —  Christ  —  the  Lord  ! 

3  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

All  hail  the  happy  morn  : 
"We  join  the  anthem  of  the  sky  — 
And  sing  —  "  the  Saviour's  born  !" 

708  (422)  (State  Street)  S.  M, 

1  rpO  keep  the  lamp  alive, 

JL   With  oil  we  fill  the  bowl  ; 
'Tis  water  makes  the  willow  thrive, 
And  grace  that  feeds  the  soul. 

2  The  Lord's  unsparing  hand 

Supplies  the  living  stream  ; 

It  is  not  at  our  own  command, 

But  still  derived  from  him. 

3  Man's  wisdom  is  to  seek 

His  strength  in  God  alone  ; 
And  e'en  an  angel  would  be  weak 
Who  trusted  in  his  own. 

4  Retreat  beneath  his  wings, 

And  in  his  grace  confide  ; 
This  more  exalts  the  King  of  kings 
Than  all  your  works  beside. 

5  In  God  is  all  our  store, 

Grace  issues  from  his  throne  : 
Whoever  says,  "  I  want  no  more," 
Confesses  he  has  none. 
475 


HY  JVLIST  8. 

709  (422)  (Ohmdx.)  S.  M. 

1  T)LEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 

J3  Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house, 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet; 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  From  those  celestial  springs 

Such  streams  of  pleasure  flow, 
As  no  increase  of  riches  brings, 
Nor  honors  can  bestow. 

710  (422)  (Golden  UllL)  S.  M. 

1  T)EIIOLD  !  the  grace  appears, 
JJ  The  blessing  promised  long  ; 
Angels  announce  the  Saviour  near, 

In  this  triumphant  song: 

2  "  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

And  heavenly  peace  on  earth  ; 
Good-will  to  men  —  to  angels  joy, 
At  our  Redeemer's  birth  !  " 

3  In  worship  so  divine 

Let  men  employ  their  tongues, 
With  the  celestial  host  we  join, 
And  loud  repeat  their  songs  — 

4  u  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

And  heavenly  peace  on  earth  ; 
Good-will  to  men  —  to  angels  joy, 
At  our  Redeemer's  birth  I  " 

711  (422)        {PleyePa  Hymn.)  7s. 
1    piAST  thy  burden  on  the  Lord; 

\J   Only  lean  upon  his  word  ; 
Thou  wilt  soon  have  cause  to  bless 
His  eternal  faithfulness. 
476 


H  Y  M  :n~  S  • 

2  Human  counsels  come  to  nought ; 

That  shall  stand  which  God  hath  wrought ; 
His  compassion,  love,  and  power, 
Are  the  same  for  evermore. 

3  Heaven  and  earth  may  pass  away ; 
God's  free  grace  shall  not  decay ; 
He  hath  promised  to  fulfil 

All  the  pleasure  of  his  will. 

4  Jesus,  Guardian  of  thy  flock, 
Be  thyself  our  constant  rock ; 
Make  us,  by  thy  powerful  hand, 
Long  as  Zion's  mountain  stand, 

712      (423)  {Stanley.)  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  T)RETHREX,  let  us  walk  together 
JD  In  the  bonds  of  love  and  peace  ; 
Can  it  be  a  question  whether 

Brethren  should  from  conflict  cease? 

'Tis  in  union, 
Hope,  and  joy,  and  love  increase, 

2  "While  we  journey  homeward,  let  us 

Help  each  other  in  the  road  ; 
Foes  on  every  side  beset  us, 

Snares  through  all  the  way  are  strewed ; 

It  behooves  us 
Each  to  bear  a  brother's  load. 

3  When  we  think  how  much  our  Father 

Has  forgiven,  and  does  forgive  ; 
Brethren,  we  should  learn  the  rather 
Free  from  wrath  and  strife  to  live ; 

Far  removing 
All  that  might  offend  or  grieve. 
477 


HYMNS. 

4  Let  then  each  esteem  his  brother 
Better  than  himself  to  be  ; 
And  let  each  prefer  another, 
Full  of  love,  from  envy  free ; 

Happy  are  we, 
When  in  this  we  all  agree. 

7]  3      (423)  {Greenville.)  8s  &  7s. 

1  TTEAR,  O  sinner  !  mercy  hails  yon, 
JJL  Now  with  sweetest  voice  she  calls  ; 
Bids  you  haste  to  seek  the  Saviour, 

Ere  the  hand  of  justice  falls  ; 

Hear,  O  sinner  ! 
'Tis  the  voice  of  mercy  calls. 

2  See  the  storm  of  vengeance  gathering 

O'er  the  path  you  dare  to  tread ; 
Hark  !  the  awful  thunders  rolling 
Loud,  and  louder  o'er  your  head ; 

Turn,  O  sinner  ! 
Lest  the  lightnings  strike  you  dead. 

8  Haste  !  O  sinner  !  to  the  Saviour, 
Seek  his  mercy  while  you  may ; 
Soon  the  day  of  grace  is  over ; 
Soon  your  life  will  pass  away ! 

Haste,  O  sinner  ! 
You  must  perish  —  if  you  stay. 

714     (423)  P.M. 

1  T\ARK  brood  the  heavens  o'er  thee  ! 

I  /  Black  clouds  arc  gath'ring  fast; 
In  awful  power  thy  God  lias  come, 
Thy  days  of  mirth  are  past. 

2  Dark  brood  the  heavens  o'er  thee  ! 

Red  flames  are  bursting  round  ; 
Bright  lightnings  Hash,  loud  thunders  roar; 
How  shakes  the  trembling  ground  ! 
478 


3  Dark  brood  the  heavens  o'er  thee  ! 

Behold  the  Judge  appears  ; 
Unnumbered  millions  throng  around, 
Raised  from  the  dust  of  years. 

4  Dark  brood  the  heavens  o'er  thee  ! 

Soon  thou  wilt  hear  thy  doom ; 
Destruction  opens  wide  for  thee, 
Thy  chosen,  final  home. 

5  Yet  stay — the  vision  lingers  ; 

Why,  sinner,  wilt  thou  die  ? 
Dark  brood  the  heavens,  but  mercy  waits, 
This  hour  to  Jesus  fly. 

715     (423)  (Aylesbury.)  S.  ML 

1  QEE  Sodom  wrapt  in  fire  ! 

O  And  hark,  what  piercing  shrieks  ! 
Those  daring  rebels  now  expire, 
For  God  in  justice  speaks. 

2  0  sinner,  mark  thy  fate  ! 

Soon  will  the  Judge  appear  ; 
And  then  thy  cries  will  come  too  late ; 
Too  late  for  God  to  hear. 

3  Thy  day  of  mercy  gone, 

The  Spirit  grieved  away, 
Thy  cup,  long  filling,  now  o'erflown, 
Demands  the  vengeful  day. 

4  Thy  God,  insulted,  seems 

To  draw  his  glittering  sword ; 
And  o'er  thy  guilty  head  it  gleams, 
To  vindicate  his  word. 

5  One  only  hope  I  see  ; 

0,  sinner,  seize  it  now, — 
The  blood  that  Jesus  shed  for  thee  ;— 
No  other  hope  hast  thou. 
479 


H  Y  IVX  K  S . 

716      (423)  (Fulton.)  7s. 

1  II  ARK  !  that  shout  of  rapt'rous  joy, 
JJL  Bursting  forth  from  yonder  cloud  I 
Jesus  comes,  and  through  the  sky 

Angels  tell  their  joy  aloud. 

2  Hark  !  the  trumpet's  awful  voice 

Sounds  abroad  through  sea  and  land ; 
Let  his  people  now  rejoice, 
Their  redemption  is  at  hand. 

3  See,  the  Lord  appears  in  view  ! 

Heaven  and  earth  before  him  fly ; 
Rise,  ye  saints,  he  comes  for  you  ; 
Rise  to  meet  him  in  the  sky  ! 

7  ]  7     (424)  ( Greenville.)  8s  &  7s. 

1  /^lOME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
\J  Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore ; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 

Full  of  pity,  love  and  power ; 

He  is  able, 
He  is  willing ;  doubt  no  more. 

2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome ; 

God's  free  bounty  glorify  ; 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, 
Will  not  fail  to  bring  you  nigh; 

Without  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ,  and  buy, 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream; 

All  the  fitness  he  rcqiiircth, 

Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him ; 

This  be  gives  von, 
"Tis  the  Spirit's  rising  beam. 
480 


Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo  !  your  Saviour  prostrate  lies  ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  ! 

Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies : 
"  It  is  finished  !  " 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice? 

Lo  !  the  Son  of  God  ascending 
To  his  Father  and  our  God  ; 

Venture  on.  him,  venture  freely, 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude  ; 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

Saints  and  angels  joined  in  concart, 
Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb, 

While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven, 
Sweetly  echo  with  his  name  : 

Hallelujah ! 
Sinners  here  may  do  the  same. 


718     (424)  {Greenville.)  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  QEE  th'  eternal  Judge  descending, 
O  Seated  on  his  Father's  throne ! 
Now,  poor  sinner,  Christ  shall  show  thee 

He  is  the  eternal  Son. 

Trumpets  call  thee  ; 
Come  to  hear  thy  awful  doom ! 

2  Hear  the  sinner  thus  lamenting, 

At  the  thoughts  of  future  pain  ; 
Cries  and  tears  he  now  is  ventinsr, 
But  he  cries  and  weeps  in  vain  ; 

Greatly  mourning 
That  he  ne'er  was  born  again. 
481 


HYMNS. 

"  Yonder  stands  the  glorious  Saviour, 
With  the  marks  of  dying  love  ; 

O,  that  I  had  sought  his  favor, 
When  I  felt  his  Spirit  move  ! 

Doomed  justly, 
For  I  have  against  him  strove. 


4  "  All  his  warnings  I  have  slighted, 

While  he  daily  sought  my  soul ; 
If  some  vows  to  him  I  pliglited, 
Yet  for  sin  I  broke  the  whole  ; 

Golden  moments, 
How  neglected  did  they  roll ! 

5  "  Yonder  stand  my  godly  neighbors, 

Who  were  once  despised  by  me  ; 
They  are  clad  in  dazzling  splendor, 
Waiting  my  sad  fate  to  see  — 

Farewell,  neighbors, 
Dismal  gulf!  I'm  bound  for  thee  l" 

6  Now,  despisers,  look  and  wonder ; 

Hope  and  sinners  here  must  part ; 
Louder  than  a  peal  of  thunder, 

Hear  the  dreadful  sound,  "  Depart  !" 

Lost  forever, 
How  it  quails  the  sinner's  heart ! 

719     (424)  7s. 


1    IVTOW  from  lal 
JL1    Evening  sh 


labor  and  from  care 
shades  have  set  me  free  ; 
In  I  he  work  of  praise  and  prayer, 

Lord,  I  would  converse  with  thee; 
O,  behold  me  from  above, 
Fill  me  with  a  Saviour's  love  ! 
482 


2  Sin  and  sorrow,  guilt  and  woe, 

Wither  all  my  earthly  joys  ; 
Naught  can  charm  me  here  below, 

But  my  Saviour's  melting  voice  ; 
Lord,  forgive  ;  thy  grace  restore  ; 
Make  me  thine  forevermore. 

3  For  the  blessings  of  this  day, 

For  the  mercies  of  this  hour, 
For  the  Gospel's  cheering  ray, 

For  the  Spirit's  quickening  power, 
Grateful  notes  to  thee  I  raise  ; 
O,  accept  my  song  of  praise  ! 

720      (425)  (Valdivia.)  7s. 

1  Z^IOME,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 

\J  Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice ; 
I  will  guide  you  to  your  home  ; 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  come  ! 

2  Thou,  who,  houseless,  sole,  forlorn, 
Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn, 
Long  hast  roamed  the  barren  waste, 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  haste  ! 

3  Ye,  who,  tossed  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain  ; 
Ye,  whose  swoll'n  and  sleepless  eyes 
Watch  to  see  the  morning  rise  ; 

4  Ye,  by  fiercer  anguish  torn, 

In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn ; 
Here  repose  your  heavy  care  ; 
A  wounded  spirit  who  can  bear? 

5  Sinner,  come,  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound ; 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 

483 


k  y  M:sr  s. 

721  (425)  (Ifaityn.)  7s. 

1  p  KACIOUS  Spirit  !  Love  divine  ! 
vJT  Let  thy  light  within  me  shine  ; 
All  my  guilty  fears  remove  ; 

Fill  me  with  thy  heavenly  love. 

2  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart ; 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart ; 
Dwell  thyself  within  my  breast, 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

3  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray ; 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine  ; 
Keep  me,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

722  (425)  {Arlington.)  C.  M. 

1  TT7TIAT  of  the  night?  O  watchman,  mark! 

VV     Look  from  thy  high  watch-tower; 
The  storm  hangs  low,  the  sky  is  dark  ; 
Foes  come  at  midnight  hour. 

2  Watchman,  what  of  the  night?  behold 

Earth's  kingdoms  totter  round  ; 

And  awful  signs  have  late  foretold 

The  clang  of  war  must  sound. 

3  The  watchman  saith,  The  day  is  nigh  ! 

Inquire  with  earnest  heed  ; 

Plain  is  the  word  of  prophecy, 

And  all  who  run  may  read. 

723  (425)  (Land  of  Best.)  C.  M 

1  I    LOVE  to  meet  where  Christians  do, 
JL  Who  meet  for  prayer  and  praise, 
To  speak  of  God's  rich  grace  to  them, 

And  of  his  works  and  ways. 

2  I  love  to  hear  the  Christian  tell 

Of  hope  beyond  the  grave ; 
And,  too,  to  hear  him  oft  express 
His  faith  in  Christ  to  save. 
484 


K  YMNS. 

3  The  convert,  too,  I  love  to  hear 

Speak  of  his  sins  forgiven  ; 

Speak  of  a  Saviour's  dying  love, 

And  of  his  hope  in  heaven. 

4  I  love  to  hear  the  voice  of  praise 

Ascend  to  God  on  high, 
And  fervent  prayer  in  faith  go  up  ;  — 
It  brings  the  blessing  nigh. 

5  O  !  when  we  worship,  may  we  have 

The  unction  from  above  ! 
'Twill  then  no  more  a  burden  prove, 
For  all  will  be  in  love. 

724     (425)  (Olmutz.)  S.  M. 

1  r\  OD'S  word  is  the  true  light, 
VJT  When  other  lamps  grow  dim  ; 
'T  will  never  burn  less  purely  bright, 

Nor  lead  astray  from  him. 
It  is  love's  blessed  band, 

That  reaches  from  the  throne 
To  him,  whoe'er  he  be,  whose  hand 

"Will  seize  it  for  his  own. 

2  It  is  the  golden  key 

Unto  celestial  wealth, 
Joy  to  the  sons  of  poverty, 

And  to  the  sick  man,  health ! 
The  gentle  proffered  aid 

Of  one  who  knows/ and  best 
Supplies  the  beings  he  has  made 

With  what  will  make  them  blest. 

3  It  is  the  sweetest  sound 

That  infant  years  can  hear, 
Traveling  across  that  holy  ground, 
With  God  and  ansrels  near. 
485 


There  rests  the  weary  head, 

There  age  and  sorrow  go  ; 
And  how  it  smoothes  the  dying  bed, 

O,  let  the  Christian  show  ! 

725  (425)  (PleyeVs  Hymn.)  7s. 

1  pIIRISTIANS,  brethren,  ere  we  part, 
\J  Every  voice  and  every  heart 

Join,  and  to  our  Father  raise 
One  last  hymn  of  grateful  praise. 

2  Though  we  here  should  meet  no  moie, 
Yet  there  is  a  brighter  shore  ; 
There,  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
There  we  all  may  meet  again. 

726  (426)  (Martyn.)  7s. 

1  II /FAR Y  to  the  Saviour's  tomb 
J3JL  Hasted  at  the  early  dawn  ; 
Spice  she  brought  and  rich  perfume, 

But  the  Lord  she  loved  had  gone. 
For  a  while  she  lingering  stood, 

Filled  with  sorrow  and  surprise, 
Trembling,  while  a  crystal  flood 

Issued  from  her  weeping  eyes. 

2  But  her  sorrows  quickly  fled, 

When  she  heard  his  welcome  voice  ; 
Christ  had  risen  from  the  dead  — 

Now  he  bids  her  heart  rejoice. 
What  a  change  his  word  can  make, 

Turning  darkness  into  day ! 
Ye  who  weep  tor  Jesus'  sake, 

lie  will  wipe  your  tears  away. 

3  II e  who  came  to  comfort  her, 

When  she  though!  her  all  was  lost, 

Will  for  your  relict'  appear, 

Though  you  now  are  tempest-tost. 
480 


HYMNS. 

On  his  arm  your  burden  cast ; 

On  his  love  your  thoughts  employ ; 
Weeping  for  a  while  may  last, 

But  the  morning  brings  the  joy. 

727  (426)       {Little  Marlboro.)  S.  M. 

1  A  LL  things  remained  the  same  ; 
JLjL  The  sunbeams  brightly  shone, 
When  slowly  forth  from  Sodom  came 

One  family  alone. 

2  Lot,  only,  feared  the  word 

The  angel-saviour  spoke, 
And  at  the  mandate  of  the  Lord 
Those  scenes  of  guilt  forsook. 

3  0  who  beside  him  dared 

The  scoffer's  laugh  to  brave? 
Who  for  the  prophet's  threat'ning  cared, 
And  sought  his  soul  to  save  ? 

4  Not  one  of  all  that  horde 

The  warning  would  obey  ; 
Then  down  the  brimstone  deluge  poured, 
And  swept  them  all  away ! 

5  And  now,  how  can  it  be 

That  none  will  turn  and  hear  ; 

Now,  when  the  book  of  prophecy 

Shows  awful  times  are  near? 

6  O  guilty  world  !  too  late 

Thou  wilt  in  woe  repine  ; 
For  Sodom  and  Gomorrah's  fate 
Full  surely  will  be  thine  ! 

728  (426)  {Nuremburg.)  7s. 
1    TTOLY  Bible  !  book  divine  ! 

XI  Precious  treasure,  thou  art  mine  ! 
Mine,  to  tell  me  whence  I  came  ; 
Mine,  to  teach  me  wrhat  I  am ; 
487 


HYMNS. 

2  Mine,  to  chide  me  when  I  rove ; 
Mine,  to  show  a  Saviour's  love  ; 
Mine  art  thou,  to  guide  my  feet ; 
Mine  to  judge,  condemn,  acquit. 

3  Mine,  to  comfort  in  distress, 
If  the  Holy  Spirit  bless  ; 
Mine,  to  show,  by  living  faith, 
Man  can  triumph  over  death. 

4  Mine,  to  tell  of  joys  to  come, 
And  the  rebel's  sinner's  doom  ;  — 
O,  thou  holy  book  divine  ! 
Precious  treasure,  thou  art  mine  ! 

729     (426)  (Boyhton.)  S.  M. 

1  pOME,  Holy  Spirit,  come  ! 
\J  Let  thy  bright  beams  arise  ; 
Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds, 

The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 

2  Convince  us  all  of  sin  ; 

Lead  us  to  thine  abode, 
And  to  our  wond'ring  view  reveal 
Thy  mercies,  O  our  God ! 

3  Revive  our  drooping  faith, 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove, 
And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  tlame 
Of  never-dying  love. 

4  'T  is  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 

To  sanctify  the  soul, 
To  pour  fresh  lite  in  every  part, 
And  uew-ereate  the  whole. 

5  Dwell,  Spirit,  in  our  hearts  ! 

Our  minds  from  bondage  free  ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and  love^ 
/Vnd  rise  at  length  to  thee. 
4S8 


T 


HY  MNS. 

780     (426)  (Howard.)  CM. 

[N  duties  and  in  sufferings  too, 
My  Lord  I  fain  would  trace  ; 
As  he  hath  done  so  would  I  do, 
Sustained  by  heavenly  grace. 

2  Inflamed  with  zeal,  'twas  his  delight 

To  do  his  Father's  will ; 
May  the  same  zeal  my  soul  excite 
His  precepts  to  fulfil ! 

3  Meekness,  humility  and  love, 

Through  all  his  conduct  shine  ; 
O  may  my  whole  deportment  prove 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine  ! 

731     (427)  P.M. 

1  r\  SIXXER,  come  without  delay, 
\J  And  seek  a  home  in  glory  ; 
The  Lord  is  calling  you  to-day  — 

He  pleads  for  you  in  glory. 

Cho.  —  O  glory  !  O  glory  ! 

There's  power  in  Jesus'  dying  love, 
To  bring  you  home  to  glory. 

2  O,  turn  and  live  !  to  you  he  cries, 

And  you  shall  share  my  glory  ; 
But,  if  my  mercy  you  despise, 
You  cannot  see  my  glory. 

3  Repent  and  give  him  now  your  heart, 

He  is  the  Lord  of  Glory  ; 
Confess  his  name,  secure  a  part, 
When  he  shall  come  in  glory. 

4  Now  is  your  time  —  no  more  delay, 

For  soon  he  '11  come  in  glory  ; 
When  shut  without,  in  vain  you'll  pray  — 
You've  lost  all  hope  of  glory. 
439 


II  Y  M  N  S . 

5  O  do  not  madly  slight  his  grace, 

And  lose  the  crown  of  glory ; 
But  now,  before  you  leave  this  place, 
Begin  the  race  for  glory. 

6  Awake  !  awake  !  the  Judge  is  near, 

Prepare,  prepare  for  glory  ; 
If  sleeping  when  he  shall  appear, 
You  cannot  bear  his  glory. 

732     (427)  L.M. 

1  !T\ HOUGH  in  the  outward  church  below, 
JL    The  wheat  and  tares  together  grow  ; 

Jesus  ere  long  will  weed  the  crop, 
And  pluck  the  tares  in  anger  up. 
Clio. — For  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come, 
And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home. 

2  Will  it  relieve  their  horrors  there, 
To  recollect  their  stations  here  ; 

How  much  they  heard,  how  much  they  knew, 
How  much  among  the  wheat  they  grew  ? 

3  No  !  this  will  aggravate  their  case, 
They  perished  under  means  of  grace  ; 
To  them  the  word  of  life  and  faith 
Became  an  instrument  of  death. 

4  We  seem  alike  when  thus  we  meet, 
Strangers  might  think  we  all  were  wheat; 
But  to  t he  Lord's  all-searching  eyes, 
Each  heart  appears  without  disguise. 

5  The  tares  are  Bpared  for  various  ends, 
Some  for  the  Bake  of  praying  friends; 
Others  the  Lord,  against  their  will, 
Employs  his  counsels  to  fulfil. 

U   Bui  though  they  grow  BO  tall  and  strong, 
His  plan  will  doI  require  them  long; 
In  harvest,  when  he  saxes  his  own, 
The  tares  shall  into  hell  be  thrown. 
490 


HYMNS. 

7  O  !  awful  thought,  and  is  it  so  ? 

Must  all  mankind  the  harvest  know? 

Is  every  man  a  wheat  or  tare  ? 

Me,  for  that  harvest,  Lord,  prepare. 

For  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come, 
And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home. 

733     (427)  CM. 


JS 


IXCE  Jesus  freely  did  appear, 
To  grace  a  marriage  feast, 
O  Lord,  we  ask  thy  presence  here  ; 
Be  thou  our  glorious  guest. 


2  Upon  thy  servants,  Lord,  look  down, 

Who  now  have  joined  their  hands  ; 
Their  union  with  thy  favor  crown, 
And  bless  their  nuptial  bands. 

3  With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow  — 

Of  all  rich  dowries  best ; 
Their  substance  bless,  and  peace  bestow, 
To  sweeten  all  the  rest. 

4  In  purest  love  their  souls  unite, 

That  they  with  Christian  care 
May  make  domestic  burdens  light, 
By  taking  each  a  share. 

5  True  helpers  may  they  prove  indeed, 

In  prayer,  and  faith,  and  hope  ; 
And  see  with  joy  a  godly  seed, 
To  build  their  household  up. 

<>  That  love  which  Jesus  Christ  displays 
Towards  the  church,  his  bride, 
Be  this,  O  Lord,  through  all  their  days, 
Their  pattern  and  their  guide. 
491 


H  YjVLN  S. 

734  (428)  {Dundee.)  CM. 

1  A  LAS  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed? 
1\.  And  did  my  Sovereign  die? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 

For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done, 

lie  groaned  upon  the  tree? 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died, 
For  man,  the  creature's  sin  ! 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 

While  his  dear  cross  appears  ; 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 

And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  ; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

735  (428)  P.M. 

i     A  FFL1CT10NS,  though  they  seem  severe, 
1jl_  In  mercy  oil  are  sent ; 
ri  hey  stopped  the  prodigal's  career, 
And  taught  him  to  repent. 

Clio.  —  I'll  (lie  no  more  lor  bread  ; 

I'll  die  no  more  for  bread,  he  cries, 

Nor  starve  in  foreign  lands; 
My  father's  house  has  great  supplies, 
And  bounteous  are  his  hands. 

2   The  father  saw  him  coining  hack, 
lie  saw,  and  ran,  and  smiled, 
And  threw  his  arms  around  the  neck 
Of  his  rebellious  child. 
4U2 


S  YMUST  s. 

3  "  Father,  I've  sinned  —  but  0  forgive  !  " 

"  I've  heard  enough,"  he  said  ; 
"  Rejoice,  my  house,  my  son's  alive, 
For  whom  I  mourned  as  dead. 

4  "  Now  let  the  fattened  calf  be  slain, 

And  spread  the  news  around  ; 

My  son  was  dead,  but  lives  again, 

Was  lost,  but  now  is  found." 

5  'Tis  thus  the  Lord  his  Jove  reveals, 

To  call  poor  sinners  home  ; 
More  than  a  father's  love  he  feels, 
And  welcomes  all  that  come. 

736     (428)  (Balerma.)  C.  M. 

1  "HURIED  beneath  the  yielding  wave, 
_1D  The  dear  Redeemer  lies  ; 

Faith  views  him  in  the  wat'ry  grave, 
And  thence  beholds  him  rise. 

2  Thus  it  becomes  his  saints  to-day 

Their  ardent  zeal  t'  express  ; 
And  in  the  Lord's  appointed  way 
Fulfil  all  righteousness. 

3  With  joy  we  in  his  footsteps  tread, 

And  would  his  cause  maintain  ; 
Like  him  be  numbered  with  the  dead, 
And  with  him  rise  and  reign. 

4  His  presence  oft  revives  our  hearts, 

And  drives  our  fears  away ; 
When  he  commands,  and  strength  imparts, 
We  cheerfully  obey. 

5  Now  we,  dear  Jesus,  would  to  thee 

Our  grateful  voices  raise  ; 
Washed  in  the  fountain  of  thy  blood, 
Our  live?  shall  all  be  praise. 
493 


HYMNS. 

737  (428)  (Ames.)  L.  M. 

1  T)BETHREN,  belov'd  for  Jesus'  sake, 
_L)  A  hearty  welcome  here  receive  ; 
May  we  together  now  partake 

The  joys  which  he  alone  can  give  ! 

2  May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 

Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above  ; 
Make  our  communication  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love  ! 

3  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 

When  thus  we  meet  to  pray  and  praise, 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him, 
And  tell  the  wonders  of  his  grace. 

4  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said, 

His  sufferings  and  his  dying  love, 

The  path  he  marked  for  us  to  tread, 

And  how  he  triumphs  now  above. 

5  Thus  as  the  moments  pass  away, 

We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore  ; 
Then  hasten  on  the  glorious  day, 

When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

738  (428)  (Hebron.)  L.  M. 

1  jrilWAS  by  an  order  from  the  Lord, 

JL    The  ancient  prophets  spoke  his  word  ; 
His  Spirit  did  their  tongues  inspire: 
And  warm  their  hearts  with  heavenly  fire. 

2  Great  God,  mine  eyes  with  pleasure  look 
On  all  the  pages  of  thy  book  ; 

Their  my  Redeemer9!!  lace  I  see, 
And  read  his  name  who  died  for  me. 

3  Let  the  false  raptures  of  the  mind 
lie  lost  and  vanish  in  the  wind  ; 
Here  I  enn  fix  my  hopes  secure  ; 
This  is  thy  word,  and  must  eudure. 

494 


H  Y  MN"  S. 

739  (429)  (Mgdol)  L.  M. 

1  mREMBLIXG  before  thine  awful  throne, 
JL    0  Lord  !  in  dust  my  sins  I  own  ; 

Justice  and  mercy  for  my  life 
Contend  !  O,  smile  and  heal  the  strife. 

2  The  Saviour  smiles  !  upon  my  soul 
New  tides  of  hope  tumultuous  roll  — 
His  voice  proclaims  my  pardon  found, 
Seraphic  transport  wings  the  sound. 

3  Earth  has  a  joy  unknown  in  heaven  — 
The  new-born  peace  of  sin  forgiven  ! 
Tears  of  such  pure  and  deep  delight, 
Ye  angels  !  never  dimmed  your  sight. 

4  Ye  saw  of  old,  on  chaos  rise 

The  beauteous  pillars  of  the  skies  ; 
Ye  know  where  morn  exulting  springs, 
And  evening  folds  her  drooping  wings. 

5  Bright  heralds  of  th'  Eternal  Will, 
Abroad  his  errands  ye  fulfil ; 

Or,  throned  in  floods  of  beamy  day, 
Symphonious  in  his  presence  play. 

6  Loud  is  the  song  —  the  heavenly  plain 
Is  shaken  with  the  choral  strain  — 
And  dying  echoes,  floating  far 

Draw  music  from  each  chiming  star. 

7  But  I  amid  your  choirs  shall  shine, 
And  all  your  knowledge  shall  be  mine  ; 
Ye  on  your  harps  must  lean  to  hear 

A  secret  chord  that  mine  will  bear. 

740  (429)  ( Windham.)  L.  M. 
1  T  THIRST,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God, 

X  To  wash  me  in  thy  cleansing  blood, 
To  dwell  within  thy  wounds  ;  then  pain 
Is  sweet,  and  life  or  death  is  gain. 
495 


K  YMINT  S. 

2  Take  my  poor  heart,  and  let  it  be 
Forever  closed  to  all  but  thee  ! 

Seal  thou  my  breast,  and  let  me  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  forever  there. 

3  How  blest  are  they  who  still  abide 
Close  sheltered  in  thy  bleeding  side  ! 
Who  life  and  strength  from  thence  derive, 
And  by  thee  move,  and  in  thee  live. 

4  What  are  our  works  but  sin  and  death, 
Till  thou  thy  quick'ning  Spirit  breathe? 
Thou  giv'st  the  power  thy  grace  to  move  ; 

0  wondrous  grace  !     O  boundless  love  ! 

5  How  can  it  be,  thou  heavenly  King, 
That  thou  shouldst  us  to  glory  bring ; 
Make  slaves  the  partners  of  thy  throne, 
Decked  with  a  never-fading  crown  ? 

6  Hence  our  hearts  melt,  our  eyes  o'erflow, 
Our  words  are  lost,  nor  will  we  know, 
Nor  will  we  think  of  aught  beside, 

"  My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucified. " 

7  Ah  !   Lord,  enlarge  our  scanty  thought, 
To  know  the  wonders  thou  hast  wrought ; 
Unloose  our  stamm'ring  tongues  to  tell 
Thy  love  immense,  unsearchable  ! 

741      (420)  {Aylesbury.)  S.  M. 

1  TOEHOLD,  with  awful  pomp, 
_L)  The  Judge  prepares  to  come  ; 

Th'  archangel  Bounds  the  dreadful  trump 
And  wakes  the  general  doom. 

2  Nature,  in  wild  amaze, 

Her  dissolution  mourns  ; 
Blushes  of  blood  the  moon  deface, 
The  sun  to  darkness  turns* 
496 


H  YHYLHSTS. 

3  Horrors  all  hearts  appall ; 

They  quake,  they  shriek,  they  cry ; 
Bid  rocks  and  mountains  on  them  fall ; 
But  rocks  and  mountains  fly. 

4  \T  is  time  we  all  awake  ; 

The  dreadful  day  draws  near  ; 
Sinners,  your  p^oud  presumption  check, 
And  stop  your  wild  career. 

5  Now  is  th'  accepted  time  ; 

To  Christ  for  mercy  fly  ; 
O  turn,  repent,  and  trust  in  him, 
And  you  shall  never  die  ! 

6  Great  God,  in  whom  we  live, 

Prepare  us  for  that  day ; 
Help  us  in  Jesus  to  believe, 
To  watch,  and  wait,  and  pray. 

742     (429)  {Woodstock.)  L.  M. 

1  \\THEX  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 
V  V     On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 

My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 

Save  in  thy  death,  thou  just  and  good ! 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  leave  them  for  thy  precious  blood. 

3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down ; 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown? 

4  "Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  an  offering  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 
497 


H  Y  >1  N  S . 

743  (430)  (Sti-cc*  4/*ok.)  lis. 

FARETYELL,  my  dear  brethren,  the  time  is  at  hand 
That  we  must  be  parted  from  this  social  band; 
Our  several  engagements  now  call  us  away  — 
Our  parting  is  needful,  and  we  must  obey. 

2  Farewell,  ye  young  converts,  who  have  'listed  for 
Sore  trials  await  you,  but  Jesus  is  near ;         [war, 
Although  juii  must  travel  a  dark  wilderness, 
Your  Captain's  before  yon,  he'll  lead  you  to  bliss. 

3  Farewell,  faithful  Christian,  farewell  all  around, 
Perhaps  we  '11  not  meet  till  the  last  trump  shall  sound  ; 
To  meet  you  in  glory,  I'll  give  you  my  hand, 
Our  Saviour  to  praise  in  a  pure  social  band. 

4  O,  glory  !  O,  glory  !  all  glory  to  God  ! 

We  redemption  may  have  through  Jesus'  dear  blood  ; 
I  long  for  his  coming,  to  meet  him  above, 
To  gaze  on  his  beauty,  and  feast  on  his  love. 

744  (430)  10s  &  lis. 

1  r\  HEAVENLY  King,  look  down  from  above  ; 
\J   Assist  us  to  sing  thy  mercy  and  love  ; 

So  sweetly  o'erflowiDg,  so  plenteous  the  store, 
Thou  st ill  art  bestowing,  and  giving  us  more. 

2  O  God  of  our  life,  we  hallow  thy  name  ! 
Our  business  and  strife,  is  thee  to  proclaim  ; 
Accept  our  thanksgiving  for  creating  grace  ; 
The  living,  the  living  shall  show  forth  thy  praise 

3  Our  Father  and  Lord,  Almighty  art  thou  ; 
Preserved  by  thy  word,  we  worship  thee  now, 
The  bountiful  dono/  of  all  we  enjoy  ; 

Our  tongues  to  thy  honor,  and  lives  we  employ. 

4  l>nt  0  I  above  all,  thy  kindness  we  praise, 
From  sin  and  from  thrall ,  which  saves t  he  lost  race  ; 

Thy  Son  thou  hast  given,  a  world  to  redeem, 
And  give  them  a  kingdom,  whose  trust  is  in  him. 
498 


HYMN  S  . 

5  Wherefore  of  thy  love  we  sing  and  rejoice, 
Like  angels  above,  we  lift  up  our  voice  ; 
Thy  love  each  believer  shall  gladly  adore, 
For  ever  and  ever,  when  time  is  no  more. 

745      (430)  {Vernon.)  S.  M. 

1  T)EYOND  this  gloomy  night 
JD  Eternal  beauties  rise, 

A  land  of  love,  a  land  of  light, 
Unseen  by  mortal  eyes. 

Cho.  —  There'll  be  no  sorrow  there  ; 

There'll  be  no  sorrow  there  ; 
When  Jesus  comes,  and  all  get  home, 
There'll  be  no  sorrow  there. 

2  The  land  of  promise  this, 

Long  hoped  for  by  the  good  ; 
A  scene  of  everlasting  bliss, 
The  price  of  Jesus'  blood. 

3  No  sin  nor  sorrow  there 

Shall  cause  the  saved  a  tear ; 
We  gain  the  second  Eden  fair, 
When  Jesus  shall  appear. 

4  This  is  the  land  of  life, 

Where  death  is  known  no  more  ; 
Saints  ever  rest,  now  free  from  strife, 
Their  present  labors  o'er. 

5  The  signs  proclaim  Him  near, 

"  Whose  right  it  is  "  to  reign  ; 
Lift  up  the  voice  with  lofty  cheer, 
Soon  Jesus  comes  again. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin,  we  shall  be  free  ; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 
499    ' 


li  Y  M  ^T  S . 

746  (431)  (Northjiclcl.)  CM. 

1  TT7HEN  wild  confusion  wrecks  the  air, 

f  V     And  tempests  rend  the  skies  ; 
Whilst  blended  ruin,  clouds  and  fire, 
In  harsh  disorder  rise,  — 

2  Safe  in  my  Saviour's  love  I'll  stand, 

And  strike  a  tuneful  song ; 
My  harp  all  trembling  in  my  hand, 
And  all  inspired  my  tongue. 

o  I'll  shout  aloud,  "Ye  thunders  roll, 
And  shake  the  sullen  sky ! 
Your  sounding  voice,  from  pole  to  pole, 
In  angry  murmurs  try. 

4  u  Let  the  earth  totter  on  her  base, 

And  clouds  the  heavens  deform  ; 
Blow,  all  ye  winds,  from  every  place, 
And  rush  the  final  storm. 

5  "  Come  quickly,  blessed  Lord  !  appear, 

Bid  thy  swift  chariot  fly  ; 
Let  angels  tell  thy  coming  near, 
And  snatch  me  to  the  sky. 

6  "Around  thy  wheels  in  the  glad  throng 

1  'd  bear  a  joyful  part ; 
All  hallelujah  on  my  tongue, 
All  rapture  in  nay  heart." 

747  (431)  (Mear.)  0.  M. 

1  ri^IIlxOU Cill  endless  years  thou  art  the  same, 
_1_    0  thou  eternal  GrOd  ! 

Each  inline  age  shall  know  thy  name, 
And  tell  thy  works  abroad* 

2  The  strong  foundations  of  the  earth 

Of  old  by  thee  were  laid ; 
By  thee  the  beauteous  arch  of  heaven 
Willi  matchless  skill  was  made. 

500 


HYMN  S. 

3  Soon  shall  this  goodly  frame  of  things, 

Created  by  thy  hand, 
Be,  like  a  vesture,  laid  aside, 
And  changed  at  thy  command. 

4  But  thy  perfections,  all  divine, 

Eternal  as  thy  days, 
Through  everlasting  ages  shine 
With  undiminished  rays. 

748     (431)  (Uxbridge.)  L.  M. 

1  QURE  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh, 
O  'Tis  he  sustains  my  fainting  heart ; 
Else  would  my  hope  for  ever  die, 

And  every  cheering  ray  depart. 

2  When  some  kind  promise  glads  my  soul, 

Do  I  not  find  his  healing  voice 
The  tempest  of  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  drooping  pow'rs  rejoice  ? 

3  Whene'er,  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 

With  ardent  wish  my  heart  aspires  ; 
Can  it  be  less  than  power  divine, 

Which  animates  these  strong  desires  ? 

4  What  less  than  thine  almighty  word 

Can  raise  my  heart  from  earth  and  dust, 
And  bid  me  cleave  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
My  life,  my  treasure,  and  my  trust? 

5  And  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  say, 

I  love  my  God,  and  trust  his  grace, 
Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray, 

Which  brings  this  dawn  of  sacred  peace  ? 

6  Let  thy  kind  Spirit  make  my  heart 

O  God  of  love,  his  constant  home, 
-And  light  and  heavenly  peace  impart, 
Sweet  earnest  of  the  joys  to  come. 
601 


HYMNS. 

749  (431)         {Rockingham.)  L.  M. 

1  T)LEST  Lord,  when  darkness  veils  the  skies, 
_L)  Prevent  the  slumber  of  my  eyes, 

Till,  bowed  before  the  King  of  kings, 
1  ask  myself  the  following  things : 

2  Where  have  I  been — what  h&ve  I  done? 
To  what  new  follies  have  I  run? 

Have  I  observed  each  rising  thought, 

And  done  the  things  which  God  hath  taught? 

3  Do  secret  thoughts  and  actions  prove 
My  love  to  God  who  reigns  above  ? 
Do  my  affections  rise  on  high, 

As  days  and  nights  successive  fly? 

4  Do  I  rejoice  in  that  wise  plan 
Which  governs  all  the  affairs  of  man  ? 
Gives  life,  and  health,  and  joy,  and  rest, 
Or  sends  affliction  when  'tis  best? 

5  And  when  God's  holy  law  I  hear, 
Does  it  alarm  my  heart  with  fear? 
Or  does  it  sweetly  rule  within, 

And  make  me  hate  and  fly  from  sin  ? 

750  (431)  {Warwick.)  CM. 

1  ?rPIS  faith  that  purifies  the  heart ; 

X    'Tis  faith  that  works  by  love  ; 
It  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

2  This  faith  shall  every  fear  control 

By  its  celestial  power  ; 
With  holy  triumph  fill  the  soul, 
In  death's  approaching  hour. 

3  By  faith  where'er  his  hand  shall  lead, 

The  darkest  path  we'll  tread  ; 
By  faith  we'll  quit  these  mortal  shores, 
And  mingle  with  the  dead. 
502 


HYMNS. 

751     (432)  P.M. 

1  TT TE  shall  see  a  light  appear, 

V  V    By  and  by,  when  he  comes  ; 
We  shall  see  a  light  appear, 
When  he  comes  ; 
Clio. — Ride  on,  Jesus,  O  ride  on  ; 

We  are  on  our  journey  home. 

2  We  shall  see  him  as  he  is, 

By  and  by,  when  he  comes  ; 
We  shall  see  him  as  he  is, 
When  he  comes  ; 

Ride  on,  Jesus,  &c. 

3  We  shall  have  a  mighty  shout, 

By  and  by,  when  he  comes  ; 
We  shall  have  a  mighty  shout, 
When  he  comes  ; 

Ride  on,  Jesus,  &c. 

4  We  shall  all  with  Christ  appear, 

By  and  by,  when  he  comes  ; 
We  shall  all  with  Christ  appear, 
When  he  comes  ; 

Ride  on,  Jesus,  &e. 

5  Then  the  earth  will  all  be  cleansed, 

By  and  by,  when  he  comes  ; 
Then  the  earth  will  all  be  cleansed, 
When  he  comes  ; 

Ride  on,  Jesus,  &c. 

6  We  shall  shout  above  the  fire, 

By  and  by,  when  he  comes  ; 
We  shall  shout  above  the  fire, 
When  he  comes  ; 

Ride  on,  Jesus,  &c. 
503 


hi.  Y  JVI  N  S . 
752     (432)  (Happy  Land.) 

1  rpiIERE  is  a  world  to  come, 
JL   Happy  and  pure  ; 

That  is  the  Christian's  home, 

Long  to  endure  ! 
O,  'tis  a  world  of  light ; 
No  more  death,  nor  woe,  nor  night ; 
Faith  views  it  with  delight, 

Knowing  'tis  sure, 

2  There  Christ  will  ever  reign, 

All-Glorious  King ! 
There  music's  rapturous  strain 

Ever  will  ring  ; 
Saints  who  in  ages  by 
Suffered,  and  were  called  to  die, 
There  in  sweet  harmony 

Anthems  will  sing. 

3  There  is  our  paradise  — 

Eden  restored  ! 
All  beauteous  in  their  eyes, 

Who  love  the  Lord  ; 
Wastes  that  are  now  so  drear, 
Like  the  rose  shall  blossom  there, 
And  be  a  garden  fair  : 

Thus  saith  the  word. 

4  O,  that  bright  world  to  come  — 

Tongue  cannot  tell ! 
Thrice  blessed  is  (he  homo 

Where  saints  will  dwell  ; 
Turn,  (hen,  from  sin  away, 
And  the  word  of  God  obey; 
Then  at  the  last  great  day 

All  will  be  well. 
604 


HYMNS. 

753  (432)      (  What  Sound  is  this.)     8s  &  6s. 

1  II  TESSIAH  comes  with  all  his  train, 
JjA.  He  comes  upon  the  earth  to  reign 

With  all  his  angels  bright ; 
The  saints  now  from  the  dust  arise, 
And  go  to  meet  him  in  the  skies, 

With  shouts  of  sweet  delight. 

2  The  trumpet  sounds  from  shore  to  shore, 
Louder  and  louder  than  before  ! 

It  makes  the  sinner  fear  ; 
The  judgment  day  has  come  at  last, 
The  gospel  harvest  now  is  past, 

Its  summer  disappears. 

3  The  earth  is  reeling  to  and  fro  ; 

The  sinner's  heart  is  filled  with  woe, — 

His  day  of  grace  is  past ; 
The  tribes  of  earth  with  terror  mourn, 
The  hope  of  life  from  them  is  torn, 

They  must  be  lost  at  last. 

4  They  cry  for  mercy,  but  in  vain, 
For  they  must  now  endure  the  pain 

Of  a  devouring  hell ; 
They  go  into  the  lake  of  fire, 
And  in  the  raging  flames  expire, 

For  who  in  flames  can  dwell  ? 

754  (432)  (Submission.)  L.  M. 

1  r\  THOU  who  all  things  canst  control, 
\J  Chase  this  dread  slumber  from  my  soul, 
With  joy  and  fear,  with  love  and  awe, 
Give  me  to  keep  thy  perfect  law. 

2  O  may  one  beam  of  thy  blest  light, 
Pierce  through,  dispel  the  shades  of  night ; 
Touch  my  cold  breast  with  heavenly  fire, 
With  holy,  conqu'ring  zeal  inspire. 

505 


HYMNS. 

3  For  zeal  I  sigh,  for  zeal  I  pant, 
Yet  heavy  is  my  soul  and  faint ; 
With  steps  unwav'ring,  undismayed, 

Give  me  in  all  thy  paths  to  tread. 

4  With  outstretched  hands  and  streaming  eyes, 
Oft  I  begin  to  grasp  the  prize  ; 

1  groan,  I  strive,  1  watch,  I  pray  ; 
But  ah  !   how  soon  it  dies  away  ! 

i  The  deadly  slumber  soon  I  feel 
Afresh  upon  my  spirit  steal ; 
Rise,  Lord  ;  stir  up  thy  quick'ning  power. 
And  wake  me  that  I  sleep  no  more. 

o  Single  of  heart,  O  may  I  be  ! 
Nothing  may  I  desire  but  thee  ; 
Far,  far  from  me  the  world  remove, 
And  all  that  holds  me  from  thy  love  .! 

755     (433)  {Bray.)  CM. 

1  f\  LET  triumphant  faith  dispel 
\J  The  fears  of  guilt  and  woe  ; 
If  God  be  for  us,  God  the  Lord, 

Who,  who  shall  be  our  foe  ? 

2  He  who  his  only  Son  gave  up 

To  death,  that  we  might  live  ; 

Shall  he  not  all  things  freely  grant 

That  boundless  love  can  give? 

3  Who  now  his  people  shall  accuse? 

'Tis  God  hath  justified; 
Who  now  his  people  shall  condemn? 
The  Lamb  of  God  hath  died. 

4  And  he  who  died  hath  ris'n  again, 

Triumphant  from  the  grave; 
At  God's  right  hand  for  us  he  pleads, 
Omnipotent  to  save. 
50G 


HYMNS. 

756  (433)  (Naomi.)  CM. 

1  r\  TELL  me  where  the  dove  is  flown 
\J  To  build  her  downy  nest, 

And  I  will  search  the  world  around 
To  win  her  to  my  breast. 

2  I  sought  her  in  the  rosy  bower 

Where  pleasure  holds  her  reign  ; 
Where  fancy  flies  from  flower  to  flower. 
But  there  I  sought  in  vain. 

3  I  sought  her  in  the  bower  of  love, 

I  knew  her  tender  heart ; 
But  she  had  flown — that  peaceful  dove 
Had  felt  the  traitor's  dart. 

4  Upon  ambition's  craggy  hill 

I  thought  this  bird  might  stray, 
And  there  I  sought,  but  vainly  still ; 
She  never  flew  that  way. 

5  Faith  smiled  and  shed  the  tender  tear, 

To  see  me  search  around, 
ADd  whispered,  "I  can  tell  thee  where 
The  dove  may  yet  be  found. 

6  In  meek  religion's  humble  cot, 

She  built  her  downy  nest ; 
Go,  seek  that  sweet  secluded  spot, 
And  win  her  to  thy  breast." 

757  (433)  (Anguish.)  L.  M. 

1  rpHE  morning  dawns  upon  the  place 

_L   Where  Jesus  spent  the  night  in  prayer  ; 
Through  yielding  glooms  behold  his  face  ; 
Nor  form  nor  comeliness  is  there. 

2  Last  eve,  by  those  he  called  his  own 

Betrayed,  forsaken  or  denied, 
He  met  his  enemies  alone, 

In  ail  their  malice,  rage,  and  pride. 

507 


HYMNS. 

3  No  guile  within  his  mouth  is  found  ; 

He  neither  threatens  nor  complains  ; 
Meek  as  a  lamb  for  slaughter  bound, 
Dumb  midst  his  murd'rers  he  remains. 

4  But  hark  !  he  prays,  —  't  is  for  his  foes  ; 

He  speaks, — 'tis  comfort  to  his  friends; 
Answers,  —  and  Paradise  bestows  ; 
He  bows  his  head,  —  the  conflict  ends. 

5  Truly,  this  was  the  Son  of  God ! 

Though  in  a  servant's  mean  disguise, 
And  bruised  beneath  the  Father's  rod  ; 
Not  for  himself,  —  for  man  he  dies. 

758     (433)  (Majesty.)  CM. 

1  /^OME,  let  us  strike  our  harps  afresh 
\J  To  great  Jehovah's  name  ; 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  our  tongues 

When  we  his  love  proclaim. 

2  'T  was  by  his  bidding  we  were  called 

In  pain  a  while  to  part ; 
'Tis  by  his  care  we  meet  again, 
And  gladness  fills  our  heart. 

3  Blest  be  the  hand  that  has  preserved 

Our  feet  from  every  snare, 
And  blest  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
Which  to  this  hour  we  share. 

4  O  may  the  Spirit's  quickening  power 

Now  sanctify  our  joy, 
And  warm  our  zeal  in  works  of  love 
Our  talents  to  employ  ! 

5  Fast,  fast  our  minutes  fly  away; 

Soon  shall  our  wand'riugs  cease  ; 
And  with  our  Father  we  shall  dwell, 
A  family  of  peace. 
f08 


H  YMN  S. 

759  (434)  (Burford.)  CM. 

1  TX  every  trouble,  sharp  and  strong, 
X  Each  soul  to  Jesus  flies, 

Our  anehor  —  hope  —  is  firm  in  him, 
When  swelling  billows  rise. 

2  His  comforts  bear  our  spirits  up  ; 

We  trust  a  faithful  God  ; 
The  sure  foundation  of  our  hope 
Is  in  a  Saviour's  blood. 

3  Loud  hallelujahs  sing,  our  souls, 

To  the  Redeemer's  name  ; 
In  joy,  in  sorrow,  life,  and  death, 
His  love  is  still  the  same. 

760  O34)  (Emmons.)  C.  M. 

1  TT7TIEX  morning's  first  and  hallowed  ray 

T  V     Breaks  with  its  trembling  light, 
To  chase  the  pearly  dews  away, 
Bright  tear-drops  of  the  night,  — 

2  My  heart,  O  Lord,  forgets  to  rove, 

But  rises  gladly  free, 
On  wings  of  everlasting  love, 
And  finds  its  home  in  thee. 

3  When  evening's  silent  shades  descend, 

And  nature  sinks  to  rest, 
Still  to  my  Father  and  my  Friend 
My  wishes  are  addressed. 

4  And  e'en  when  midnight's  solemn  gloom 

Above,  around,  is  spread, 
Sweet  dreams  of  everlasting  bloom 
Are  hovering  o'er  my  head. 

5  I  dream  of  that  fair  land,  O  Lord, 

Where  all  thy  saints  shall  be  ; 
I  wake  to  lean  upon  thy  word, 
And  still  delight  in  thee. 
5C9 


H  Y  M  N"  S  . 

7G1      C434)  (Balcrma.)  CM. 

1  T\ELUDED  souls,  that  dream  of  heaven, 
±J  And  make  their  empty  boast 

Of  inward  joys,  and  sins  forgiven, 
While  they  are  slaves  to  lust ! 

2  Vain  arc  our  fancies,  vain  our  flights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead ; 

None  but  a  living  power  unites 

To  Christ,  the  living  Head. 

3  The  faith  which  new-creates  the  heart, 

And  works  by  active  love, 
Will  bid  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  lift  the  thoughts  above. 

4  God  from  the  curse  has  set  us  free, 

To  make  us  pure  within  ; 
Nor  did  he  send  his  Son  to  be 
The  minister  of  sin. 


D1 


762     (434)  {WkkUffe.)  CM. 

^IDST  thou,  kind  Saviour,  suffer  shame, 
And  bear  the  cross  for  me? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  thy  name, 
Or  thy  disciple  be? 

Inspire  my  soul  with  life  divine, 

And  make  me  truly  bold  ; 
Let  knowledge,  faith,  and  meekness  shine, 

Nor  love  nor  zeal  grow  cold. 

Let  mockers  scoff,  the  world  defame, 

And  treat  me  with  disdain  ; 
Still  may  I  glory  in  thy  name, 

And  count  reproach  my  gain. 

To  thee  I  cheerfully  submit, 
And  all  my  powers  resign  ; 

Let  wisdom  point  out  what   is  lit, 
And  I  '11  no  more  repine. 
510 


EC  Y  "MEN'S. 

763  C434)  (Siloam.)  CM. 

1  r\  LORD,  another  day  is  flown, 
\J  And  we,  a  feeble  band, 

Are  met  once  more  before  thy  throne, 
To  bless  thy  fost'ring  hand. 

2  Thy  heavenly  grace  to  each  impart, 

All  evil  far  remove, 
And  shed  abroad  in  every  heart 
Thine  everlasting  love. 

3  Oar  souls,  obedient  to  thy  sway, 

In  Christian  bonds  unite  ; 
Let  peace  and  love  conclude  the  day, 
And  hail  the  morning  light. 

4  Thus  cleansed  from  sin,  and  wholly  thine, 

A  flock  by  Jesus  led, 
The  sun  of  righteousness  shall  shine 
In  glory  on  our  head. 

764  (434)  {Colby.)  CM. 

1  fTlHERE'S  not  a  star  whose  twinkling  light 
JL    Shines  on  the  distant  earth, 

And  cheers  the  silent  gloom  of  night, 
But  Mercy  gave  it  birth. 

2  There's  not  a  cloud  whose  dews  distil 

.  Upon  the  parching  clod, 
And  clothe  with  verdure  vale  and  hill, 
That  is  not  sent  by  God. 

8  There's  not  a  place  in  earth's  vast  round, 
In  ocean's  deep,  or  air, 
Where  skill  and  wisdom  are  not  found ; 
For  God  is  everywhere. 

4  Around,  beneath,  below,  above, 
Wherever  space  extends, 
There  God  displays  his  boundless  love,    . 
And  power  with  mercy  blends. 
511 


H  Y  IVX  ^T  S . 

765      (435)  (Russia.)  L.  M. 

1  (\S  G  od  my  steadfast  hopes  rely  ; 
\J  Why  do  my  foes  insulting  cry, 

u  Fly  like  a  tim'rous,  trembling  dove, 
And  seek  the  mountain's  lonesome  grove." 

2  Behold  the  wicked  aim  their  darts 
Against  the  men  of  upright  hearts  ! 
If  government  be  overthrown, 

Who  then  the  injured  cause  will  own? 

3  The  Lord,  enthroned  above  the  sky, 
On  suffering  virtue  casts  his  eye  ; 
Though  he  afllicts  his  saints,  to  prove 
Their  patience,  and  to  try  their  love  ; 

4  Yet  lawless  hands  and  hearts  impure, 
His  frowns  vindictive  will  endure  ; 
His  lightning  wings  its  rapid  way, 
His  thunder  lills  them  with  dismay. 

5  Where  truth  and  justice  hold  their  place, 
God  will  reveal  his  gracious  face; 
Delighted  in  the  upright  mind 

His  own  reflected  beams  to  find. 

706      (435)  (Fountain.)  C.  M. 

1  "1    ["AIL,  sacred  truth  !   whose  piercing  rays 
_LX  Dispel  the  shades  of  night; 
Diffusing  o'er  the  mental  world 

The  healing  beams  of  light. 

2  Thy  word,  ()  Lord,  with  friendly  aid, 

Restores  our  wand'ring  feet, 
Converts  the  sorrows  of  the  mind 
To  joys  divinely  sweet. 

3  O,  send  thy  light  and  truth  abroad 

Jn  all  their  radiant  blaze, 
And  bid  th*  admiring  world  adore 
The  glories  of  Ihv  grace. 
612 


HYMN  S. 

768  (435)         {Brattle  Street)  C.  M. 

1  A  MID  the  splendors  of  thy  state, 
J\.  0  God,  thy  love  appears, 
Soft  as  the  radiance  of  the  moon 

Among  a  thousand  stars. 

2  In  all  thy  doctrines  and  commands, 

Thy  counsels  and  designs, 
In  every  work  thy  hands  have  framed, 
Thy  love  supremely  shines. 

3  Sinai,  in  clouds,  and  smoke,  and  fire, 

Thunders  thine  awful  name  ; 
But  Zion  sings,  in  melting  notes, 
The  honors  of  the  Lamb. 

4  Angels  and  men,  the  news  proclaim 

Through  earth  and  heaven  above. 
And  all  with  holy  transport  sing 
That  God,  the  Lord,  is  love. 

769  (435)  (Exhortation.)  C.  M. 

1  C1ING  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 
O  And  in  his  strength  rejoice  ; 
When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 

Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight, 

And  psalms  of  honor  sing ; 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundless  might, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Come,  and  with  humble  souls  adore  ; 

Come,  kneel  before  his  face  ! 
O,  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace  ! 

4  Now  is  the  time  ;  he  bends  his  ear, 

And  waits  for  your  request ; 
Come,  lest  he  rouse  his  wrath,  and  swear, 
"Ye  shall  not  see  my  rest." 
513 


HYMNS. 

770  (435)  (Windsor.)  CM. 

1  TT7TIEX  the  great  Judge,  si/preme  and  just, 

V  V     Shall  once  inquire  for  blood, 
The  humble  souls  that  mourn  in  dust 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 

2  He  from  the  dreadful  gates  of  death 

Does  his  own  children  raise  ; 
In  Z ion's  gates  with  cheerful  breath 
They  sing  their  Father's  praise. 

3  His  foes  shall  fall  with  heedless  feet 

Into  the  pit  they  made  ; 
And  sinners  perish  in  the  net 

That  their  own  hands  have  spread. 

4  Thus  by  thy  judgments,  mighty  God, 

Are  thy  deep  counsels  known, 
When  men  of  mischief  are  destroyed 
In  snares  that  were  their  own. 

771  (435)  (Howard.)  C.  M< 

1  TESUS,  to  thee  I  now  can  fly, 
J    On  whom  my  help  is  laid  ; 
Oppressed  by  sins,  I  lift  mine  eye, 

And  see  the  shadows  fade. 

2  Believing  on  my  Lord,  I  find 

A  sure  and  present  aid  ; 
On  thee  alone  my  constant  mind 
Be  every  moment  stayed. 

3  Whatc'er  in  me  seems  wise,  or  good, 

Or  strong,  I  here  disclaim  ; 
I  wash  my  garments  in  the  blood 
Of  the  atoning  Lamb. 

4  Jesus,  my  strength,  my  life,  my  rest, 

( )n  thee  will  1  depend, 

Till  summoned  to  the  marriage-feast, 
When  faith  in  sight  shall  end. 
614 


H  Y  m:^  s. 

772  (436)  (Arlington.)  C.  M, 

1  TT7~E  ask  not,  Lord,  thy  cloven  flame, 

V  V    Or  tongues  of  various  tone  ; 
But  long  thy  praises  to  proclaim 
With  fervor,  in  our  own. 

2  We  neither  have  nor  seek  the  power 

111  demons  to  control ; 
But  thou  in  dark  temptation's  hour 
Shalt  chase  them  from  the  soul. 

3  No  heavenly  harpings  soothe  our  ear, 

No  mystic  dreams  we  share  ; 

Yet  hope  to  feel  thy  comfort  near, 

And  bless  thee  in  our  prayer. 

4  When  tongues  shall  cease,  and  powers  decay, 

And  knowledge  empty  prove, 
Do  thou  thy  trembling  servants  stay 
With  faith,  and  hope,  and  love. 

773  (436)  (Duke  Street)  L.  M. 

1  TF,  in  a  temple  made  with  hands, 

JL  God  speaketh  still  his  high  commands, 
Let  me  to  that  blest  place  repair, 
That  I  may  learn  my  duty  there. 

2  If,  in  the  ailments  of  the  soul. 
There  be  a  power  that  makes  it  whole, 
Let  me  to  that  pure  fount  apply, 

Lest  the  neglected  spirit  die. 

3  If  there  be  still  a  sacrifice, 
That  may  to  God  with  favor  rise, 
Let  me  present  a  contrite  heart, 
Ere  from  this  temple  I  depart. 

4  Where  God  would  have  the  offering  made, 
There  be  the  willing  tribute  paid, 

Till  to  his  name  I  consecrate 
The  worship  of  an  endless  state. 
515 


H  Y  M  1ST  S  . 


774  (43G)  (Garland.)  C.  M. 

1  T  ORD,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went, 
Jj  By  lane  and  cell  obscure, 

And  let  our  treasures  still  be  spent, 
Like  his,  upon  the  poor. 

2  Like  him,  through  scenes  of  deep  distress 

Who  bore  the  world's  sad  weight, 
We,  in  their  gloomy  loneliness, 
Would  seek  the  desolate. 

3  For  thou  hast  placed  us  side  by  side 

In  this  wide  world  of  ill ; 
And  that  thy  followers  may  be  tried, 
The  poor  are  with  us  still. 

4  Small  are  the  offerings  we  can  make  ; 

Yet  thou  hast  taught  us,  Lord, 
If  given  for  the  Saviour's  sake, 
They  lose  not  their  reward. 

775  (436)  (Bray.)  CM. 


1 


BEJ 


EIIOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 
Amidst  his  Father's  throne  ; 
Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name, 
And  songs  before  unknown  ! 

Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 

The  church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odors  sweet, 

And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

Those  are  the  prayers  of  all  the  saints, 
And  those  the  hymns  they  raise; 

Jesus  is  Kind  to  our  complaints, 
lie  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 

Now  to  the  Lamb)  that  once  was  slain, 

l>c  endless  blessings  paid; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy  remain 

Forever  on  thy  head. 


HYMNS. 

77(J      (436)  (Mercij  Seat.)  L.  M. 

1  CJTILL  evening  comes,  with  gentle  shade, 

0  Sweet  harbinger  of  balmy  rest 

From  toilsome  hours,  and  anxious  thoughts, 
Revolving  in  the  pensive  breast. 

2  Refulgent  day  in  darkness  sets  ; 

The  noisy  crowds  are  hushed  in  sleep ; 
Harsh  sounds  to  gentle  murmurs  turn, 
As  o'er  the  fields  the  zephyrs  sweep. 

3  The  hour  is  sweet  when  tumults  cease  ; 

The  scene  obscured  inspires  mine  eye, 
And  darkness  marks  the  loved  retreat 
Where  pleasures  live  and  sorrows  die. 

4  Retirement  solemn,  yet  serene, 

And  undisturbed  by  human  voice, 
Invites  repose  on  Jesus'  arm, 

And  bids  my  soul  in  God  rejoice. 

777     (436)  (SOoam.)  CM, 

1  T)LEST  is  the  dear,  uniting  love, 
±j  That  will  not  let  us  part ; 
Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove  ; 

"We  still  are  one  in  heart. 

2  Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Head, 

Where  he  appoints  we  go  ; 
We  still  in  Jesus'  footsteps  tread, 
And  still  his  praise  we  show, 

3  O  may  we  ever  walk  in  him, 

And  nothing  know  beside  ; 
Nothing  desire  —  nothing  esteem, 
But  Jesus  crucified. 

4  Richly  we  share  the  Saviour's  grace, 

We're  one  in  mind  and  heart ; 
Nor  joy,  nor  grief —  nor  time,  nor  place  ; 
Nor  life,  nor  death  can  part. 
617 


H  Y  IYL  :sr  s . 


778  (437)  (Turner.)  CM. 

1  "INTERNAL  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise  ; 
Jj  Thee  the  creation  sings  ; 

With  thy  great  name  rocks,  hills  and  seas, 
And  heaven's  high  palace  rings. 

2  Thy  hand,  how  wide  it  spread  the  sky ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Tinged  with  the  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 
And  starred  with  sparkling  gold. 

}  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 
And  strike  the  gazing  sight, 
Through  skies,  and  seas,  and  solid  ground, 
With  terror  and  delight. 

4  Infinite  strength  and  equal  skill 

Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad, 
Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 
And  speak  the  builder,  God. 

5  But  still  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 

Our  softer  passions  move  ; 
Pity  divine  in  Jesus'  face 
We  see,  adore,  and  love. 

779  (437)  (Ortonville.)  C.  M. 

1  l\T^r  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 
JjX  When  I  begin  thy  praise, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 

The  numbers  of  thy  grace? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust ; 

Thy  goodness  1  adore ; 

And  since  I  knew  thy  graces  first, 
I  speak  thy  glories  more. 

3  When  1  am  tilled  with  sore  distress, 

For  some  surprising  sin, 

I'll  plead  thy  perfect  righteousness, 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 
618 


HYMNS. 

780  (437)  (Dedham.)  C.  M. 

1  T  OED,  I  have  made  thy  word  rny  choice, 
JU  My  lasting  heritage  ; 

There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I  '11  read  the  histories  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove 
With  ever  fresh  delight. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise  ; 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have, 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest ; 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest. 

781  (43?)  (Stephens.)  C.  M. 

1  T  ET  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 
Jj  And  take  th'  alarm  they  give  ; 
Now  let  them  from  the  mouth  of  God 

Their  awful  charge  receive. 

2  'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import 

The  pastor's  care  demands  ; 
It  occupies  the  Saviour's  heart, 
Employs  angelic  bands. 

3  They  watch  for  souls,  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  bliss  forego  ; 
For  souls  which  by  his  grace  may  live, 
Or  perish  in  their  woe. 

4  May  they  that  Jesus  whom  they  preach 

Their  own  Redeemer  see  ; 
And  watch  thou  daily  for  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 
519 


H  Y  M  INT  S. 


782     (437) 


L.  M. 


1  II  TETIIIXKS  the  last  great  day  is  come, 
JJX  Methinks  I  hear  the  trumpet  sound, 
That  shakes  the  earth,  rends  every  tomb, 

And  wakes  the  prisoners  under  ground. 

2  The  mighty  deep  gives  up  her  trust, 

Awed  by  the  Judge's  high  command ; 
Both  small  and  great  now  quit  the  dust, 
And  round  the  dread  tribunal  stand. 

3  Behold  the  awful  books  displayed, 

Big  with  th'  important  fates  of  men  ; 
Each  deed  a  word  more  public  made, 
As  writ  by  heaven's  unerring  pen. 

4  To  every  soul  the  books  assign 

The  joyous  or  the  dread  reward ; 
Sinners  in  vain  lament  and  pine  — 
No  plea  the  Judge  will  here  regard. 

5  Lord,  when  these  awful  leaves  unfold, 

May  life's  fair  book  my  soul  approve  ; 
There  may  I  read  my  name  enrolled, 
And  triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

783      (437)  (Warwick.)  CM. 

1  TT71IAT  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page  ! 

VV     Majestic,  like  the  sun, 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age  ; 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

2  The  hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat ; 
His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise  ; 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

3  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 

For  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day  1 
620 


iir  jvi  :Nr  s. 

784  (438)  (Siloam.)  C.  M. 

1  H  PEAK  gently,  — it  is  better  far 
kj  To  rule  by  love  than  fear  ; 

Speak  gently,  —  let  no  harsh  word  mar 
The  good  we  may  do  here. 

2  Speak  gently  to  the  young,  —  for  they 

Will  have  enough  to  bear ; 
Pass  through  this  life  as  best  they  may, 
T'is  full  of  anxious  care. 

3  Speak  gently  to  the  aged  one, 

Grieve  not  the  careworn  heart ; 
The  sands  of  life  are  nearly  run, 
Let  them  in  peace  depart. 

4  Speak  gently  to  the  erring  ones  ; 

They  must  have  toiled  in  vain  ; 
Perchance  unkindness  made  them  so  ; 
O,  win  them  back  again  ! 

5  Speak  gently,  —  'tis  a  little  thing, 

Dropped  in  the  heart's  deep  well ; 
The  good,  the  joy  that  it  may  bring, 
Eternity  shall  tell. 

785  (438)  {Bangor.)  ?.  M. 

1  T  SAW  One  hanging  on  a  tree, 
JL  In  agony  and  blood, 

Who  fixed  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  the  cross  I  stood. 

2  Sure,  never  till  my  latest  breath 

Can  I  forget  that  look  ; 
It  seemed  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

3  Alas  !  I  knew  not  what  I  did, 

But  all  my  tears  were  vain  ; 
Where  could  my  trembling  soul  be  hid, 
For  I  the  Lord  had  slain ! 
521 


H  Y  M  INT  S  . 

4  A  second  look  be  gave,  which  said 

"  I  freely  all  forgive  ; 

SThis  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid, 
I  die  that  thou  may'st  live. 

5  "  Thus  while  my  death  thy  sin  displays 

In  all  its  blackest  hue  ; 
Such  is  the  mystery  of  grace, 
It  seals  thy  pardon  too." 

786     (438)  (Arlington.)  C.  M. 

1  TTOW  helpless  guilty  nature  lies, 
JLL  Unconscious  of  its  load  ; 

The  heart  unchanged  can  never  rise 
To  happiness  and  God. 

2  The  will  perverse,  the  passions  blind, 

In  paths  of  ruin  stray  ; 
Reason  debased  can  never  find 
The  sale,  the  narrow  way. 

3  Can  aught  beneath  a  power  divine 

The  stubborn  will  subdue? 
'T  is  thine,  Almighty  Saviour,  thine 
To  form  the  heart  anew. 

4  ,rTis  thine  the  passions  to  recall, 

And  upward  bid  them  rise  ; 
And  make  the  scales  of  error  fall 
From  reason's  darkened  eyes. 

5  To  chase  the  shades  of  death  away, 

And  bid  the  sinner  live, 
A  beam  of  heaven,  a  vital  ray 
'Tis  thine  alone  to  give. 

6  O  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 

And  give  them  life  divine  ; 
Then  shnll  our  passions  and  our  powers, 
Almighty  Lord,  he  thine. 
522 


HYMNS. 

787  (438)  (-Naomi.)  *    C.  M. 

1  "DEHOLD,  behold  the  Lamb  of  God, 
JD  Who  takes  away  our  guilt  ! 
Behold  th*  atoning,  precious  blood, 

That  for  our  sins  he  spilt ! 

2  0  sinners,  now  to  Christ  draw  near, 

Invited  by  his  word  ; 
The  chief  of  sinners  need  not  fear ; 
Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  ! 

3  Backsliders,  too,  the  Saviour  calls, 

And  washes  in  his  blood  ; 
Arise,  return  from  grievous  falls  ; 
Behold  the  Lamb  of  God ! 

4  In  every  state,  and  time,  and  place, 

Naught  plead  but  Jesus'  blood  ; 
However  wretched  be  your  case, 
Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  ! 

5  Spirit  of  grace,  to  us  apply 

Immanuel's  precious  blood, 
That  we  may,  with  the  saints  on  high, 
Behold  the  Lamb  of  God. 

788  (438)  (Balerma.)  C.  M. 

1  rpiIY  promises  surpass  my  thought, 
_L   But  faithful  is  my  Lord  ; 

In  unbelief  I  stagger  not, 

For  God  hath  spoke  the  word. 

2  Faith  lends  her  realizing  li^rht, 

And  clouds  and  shadows  fly  ; 
Th'  invisible  appears  in  sight, 
Distinct  to  mortal  eye. 

3  Faith,  mighty  faith,  the  promise  sees, 

And  looks  to  that  alone  ; 
Laughs  at  impossibilities, 

And  says,  "It  shall  be  done." 
523 


li  Y  JV1  N  S  . 

789  (439)  {Exhortation.)  L.  M. 

1  TT7TIAT  works  of  wisdom,  power,  and  love, 

V  V     Do  Jesus'  high  commission  prove  ; 
Attest  his  heaven-derived  claim, 
And  glorify  his  Father's  name  ! 

2  On  eyes  •that  never  saw  the  day, 
He  pours  the  bright  celestial  ray  ; 
And  deafened  ears  by  him  unbound, 
Catch  all  the  harmony  of  sound. 

3  Lameness  takes  up  its  bed,  and  goes 
Rejoicing  in  the  strength  that  flows 
Through  every  nerve  ;  and,  free  from  pain, 
Pours  forth  to  God  the  grateful  strain. 

4  The  shattered  mind  his  word  restores, 
And  tunes  afresh  the  mental  powers  ; 
The  dead  revive,  to  life  return, 

And  bid  affliction  cease  to  mourn. 

5  Canst  thou,  my  soul !  these  wonders  trace, 
And  not  admire  Jehovah's  grace? 

Canst  thou  behold  thy  Prophet's  power, 
And  not  the  God  he  served  adore? 

790  (439)  (Desire.)  L.  M. 

1  TN  vain  men  talk  of  living  faith, 

X   When  all  their  works  exhibit  death  ; 
AVhen  they  indulge  some  sinful  view 
In  all  they  say,  and  all  they  do. 

2  The  true  believer  fears  the  Lord, 
Obeys  his  precepts,  keeps  his  word, 

Commits  bis  works  to  God  alone, 
And  seeks  God's  will  before  his  own. 

o  Never  did  men  by  faith  divine 

To  selfishness  Or  sloth  incline  ; 

The  Christian  works  with  all  his  powar, 
And  grieves  that  he  can  work  no  more. 
524 


EC  Y  MINT  S. 

791  (439)  (Ortonville.)  CM. 

1  ^\  LORD,  another  day  is  flown, 
\J  And  we,  a  lowly  band, 

Are  met  once  more  before  thy  throne 
To  bless  thy  fost'riug  hand. 

2  And  wilt  thou  lend  a  list'ning  ear 

To  praises  low  as  ours? 
Thou  wilt,  for  thou  dost  love  to  hear 
The  song  which  meekness  pours. 

3  And,  Jesus,  thou  thy  smiles  wilt  deign 

As  we  before  thee  pray  ; 
For  thou  didst  bless  the  infant  train  — 
And  are  we  less  than  they  ? 

4  0,  let  thy  grace  perform  its  part, 

And  let  contention  cease  ; 
And  shed  abroad  in  every  heart 
Thine  everlasting  peace. 

792  (439)  (Melmore.)  L.  M. 

1  INTERNAL  Spirit !  'twas  thy  breath 

I  i  The  oracles  of  truth  inspired, 
And  kings,  and  holy  seers  of  old 
With  strong  prophetic  impulse  fired. 

2  Filled  with  thy  great  almighty  power, 

Their  lips  with  heavenly  science  flowed  ; 
Their  hands  a  thousand  wonders  wrought, 
Which  bore  the  signature  of  God. 

3  The  powers  of  earth,  and  sin,  in  vain 

Against  the  sacred  word  combine  ; 
Thy  providence  through  every  age 
Securely  guards  the  book  divine. 

4  Thee,  its  great  author,  source  of  light 

Thee,  its  preserver,  we  adore  ; 
And  humbly  ask  a  ray  from  thee, 
Its  hidden  wonders  to  explore. 


HYMNS. 

793  (439)  CM. 

1  rpO  thee  let  my  first  ofTrin<;s  rise, 
JL   Whose  sun  creates  the  day, 
Swift  as  his  gladdening  influence  flies, 

And  spotless  as  his  ray. 

2  This  day  thy  fav'ring  hand  be  nigh, 

So  oft  vouchsafed  before  ; 
Still  may  it  lead,  protect,  supply, 
And  1  that  hand  adore. 

3  If  bliss  thy  providence  impart, 

For  which,  resigned,  I  pray, 
Give  me  to  feel  a  cheerful  heart, 
And  grateful  homage  pay. 

4  Affliction  should  thy  love  intend 

As  vice  or  folly's  cure  ; 
Patient,  to  gain  that  gracious  end, 
May  I  the  means  endure. 

5  Be  this  and  every  future  day 

Still  wiser  than  the  past ; 

And  when  I  all  my  life  survey, 

May  grace  sustain  at  last. 

794  (430)  {Howard.)  C.  M, 

1  TESUS,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord, 
fj    To  thee  I  lift  mine  eyes  ; 
Teach  and  instruct  me  by  thy  word, 

And  make  me  truly  wise. 

2  Make  me  to  know  and  understand 

Thy  whole  revealed  will  ; 
Fain  would  I  learn  to  comprehend 
Thy  love  more  clearly  still. 

3  Help  me  to  read  the  Bible  o'er 

W'iih  ever  new  delight  ; 
Help  nie  to  love  its  Author  more; 
To  seek  thee  day  and  night. 
516 


HYMNS. 

795  (440)  ( Woodland.)  C.  M. 

1  T  ORD,  we  confess  oar  num'rous  faults, 
I  1  How  great  our  guilt  has  been  ! 

Foolish  and  vain  were  all  our  thoughts, 
And  all  our  lives  were  sin. 

2  But,  O  my  soul,  forever  praise, 

Forever  love  his  name, 
Who  turns  thy  feet  from  dang'rous  ways, 
Of  folly,  sin,  and  shame. 

3  'Tis  not  by  works  of  righteousness 

Which  our  own  hands  have  done  ; 
But  we  are  saved  by  sovereign  grace, 
Abounding  through  his  Son. 

4  'Tis  through  the  purchase  of  his  death, 

Who  hung  upon  the  tree  ; 
The  Spirit  is  sent  down  to  breathe 
On  such  dry  bones  as  we. 

5  Raised  from  the  dead,  we  live  anew  ; 

And,  justified  by  grace, 
We  shall  appear  in  glory  too, 
And  see  our  Father's  face. 

796  (440)  (Woodland.)  CM. 

1  TTAPPY  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 
jLL  Where  love  inspires  the  breast ; 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 

And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledge  —  alas  !  'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear  ; 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

3  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease  ; 
'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings 
In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 
527 


HYMNS. 

797  (440)  (St.  Martin's.)  C.  M. 
1     A  LAS,  what  hourly  clangers  rise  ! 

l\_  What  snares  beset  my  way  ! 
To  heaven  O  let  me  lift  mine  eyes, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray  ! 

£  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 
My  feeble  efforts  aid  ! 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 

3  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 

And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 

Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

4  O  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way, 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 

And  let  me  never,  never  stray 

From  happiness  and  thee. 

798  (44°)  (Mercy  Seat.)  L.  M. 

1  TXrEUNAL  Spirit,  we  confess 

J_J  And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace  ; 
Thy  power  conveys  our  blessings  down 
From  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son. 

2  Eu lightened  by  thine  heavenly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day; 
Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too. 

3  Thy  power  and  glory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin; 
Our  wild)  imperious  lusts  subdue, 
And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 

4  The  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice  ; 
Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys  ; 
Thy  words  allay  the  stormy  wind, 

Aud  calm  t lie  surges  of  the  mind. 
628 


HYMN  S  . 

799  (440)  {Fountain.)  C.  M. 

1  rjlHY  home  is  with  tho  humble,  Lord  ; 
X   The  simplest  are  the  best ; 

Thy  lodging  is  in  child-like  hearts  ; 
Thou  makest  there  thy  rest. 

2  Dear  Comforter  !     Eternal  Love  ! 

If  thou  wilt  stay  with  me, 
Of  lowly  thoughts  and  simple  ways 
r  11  build  a  house  for  thee. 

3  Who  made  this  beating  heart  of  mine, 

But  thou,  my  heavenly  Guest  ? 
Let  no  one  have  it,  then,  but  thee, 
And  let  it  be  thy  rest. 

800  (44°)  {Exhortation.)  C.  M. 

1  T  ORD  of  the  world's  majestic  frame  ! 
JLi  Stupendous  are  thy  ways  ; 

Thy  various  works  declare  thy  name, 
And  all  resound  thy  praise. 

2  Those  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  power, 

Whose  motions  speak  thy  skill ; 
And,  on  the  wings  of  every  hour, 
We  read  thy  glory  still. 

3  And  while  these  radiant  globes  of  light, 

That  shine  from  pole  to  pole, 
In  silent  harmony  unite 

To  praise  thee  as  they  roll ; 

4  O,  shall  not  we  of  human  race 

The  glorious  concert  join? 
Shall  not  the  children  of  thy  grace 
Attempt  the  theme  divine  ? 

5  Yes,  this  shall  be  our  best  employ 

Through  life's  uncertain  days  ; 
Till  in  the  realms  of  boundless  joy 
We  join  in  loftier  praise. 
529 


H  Y  IV!  ^  S  . 


801      (441)  (Fulton.) 

1  Q AVIOUR,  at  thy  feet  we  bow  ; 
O  O,  vouchsafe  to  meet  us  now  ! 
At  thy  people's  earnest  cry 
Bring  thy  loving  mercies  nigh. 

2  Thou  hast  said,  where  two  or  three 
In  thy  worship  shall  agree, 

That  thou  wilt  be  present  there, 
Answering  their  faithful  prayer. 

3  Lord,  we  plead  thy  promise  here  ; 
Let  thy  presence  now  appear  ; 
On  our  souls  thy  spirit  pour  ; 
Light,  and  life,  and  peace  restore  ; 

4  Raise  our  thoughts  from  things  below 
Faith's  discerning  eye  bestow  ; 

Let  our  hearts,  from  sin  made  free, 
Hold  sweet  intercourse  with  thee. 

5  With  a  beam  of  living  fire, 
Purify  each  low  desire  ; 

Be  thou,  Lord,  our  aim  and  end, 
Our  best  hope,  and  dearest  friend. 


7s. 


802 

l 


(441)  (OrtonvUle.)  C.  M. 

GOD  of  my  life,  my  morning  song 
To  thee  I  cheerful  raise  ; 
Thy  acts  of  love  't  is  good  to  sing, 
And  pleasant  't  is  to  praise. 

Preserved  by  thine  almighty  arm, 

I  passed  the  shades  of  night 
Serene,  and  safe  from  every  harm, 

To  see  the  morning  light. 

While  numbers  spent  the  night  in  sighs, 

And  restless  pains  and  w<k*s, 
In  gentle  sleep  1  closed  my  eyes, 

And  rose  from  sweet  repose. 
530 


HYMNS, 

4  0  let  the  same  almighty  care 

Through  all  this  day  attend ; 
From  every  danger,  every  snare 
My  heedless  steps  defend. 

5  Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll, 

And  guide  my  future  days  ; 
And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 
With  gratitude  and  praise. 

803  (441)  {Zephyr.)  CM. 

1  TOEHOLD,  where,  in  a  mortal  form, 
JD  Appears  each  grace  divine  ; 

The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 

2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light, 

To  give  the  mourner  joy, 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 
Was  his  divine  employ. 

3  'Midst  keen  reproach  and  cruel  scorn, 

Patient  and  meek  he  stood  ; 
His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life  ; 
He  labored  for  their  good. 

4  In  the  last  hour  of  deep  distress, 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
With  soul  resigned  he  bowed  and  said, 
"Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done  ! " 

5  Be  Christ  our  pattern  and  our  guide  ; 

His  image  may  we  bear  ; 
O,  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps, 
His  joy  and  glory  share  ! 

804  (441)  7s, 
1  TTAIL  the  day  that  sees  him  rise, 

XI  Ravished  from  our  wishful  eyes  ! 
Christ,  a  while  to  mortals  given, 
Re-ascends  his  native  heaven. 
531 


H  Y  M^S. 


2  There  the  pompous  triumph  waits ; 
Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates  ; 
Wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene  ; 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in. 

3  Circled  round  with  angel  powers, 
Their  triumphant  Lord  and  ours  ; 
Conq'ror  over  death  and  sin  — 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in. 

4  Him  though  highest  heaven  receives, 
Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves  ; 
Though  returning  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own. 

5  See,  he  lifts  his  hands  above  ! 
See,  he  shows  the  prints  of  love  ! 
Hark,  his  gracious  lips  bestow 
Blessings  on  his  church  below. 


805    («i) 


(Peterboro.) 


C.  M. 


1    T  O  !   when  the  Spirit  of  our  God 
JJ  Cfl 


Came  down  his  flock  to  find, 
,  A  voice  from  heaven  was  heard  abroad, 
A  rushing,  mighty  wind. 

It  fills  the  church  of  God  ;  itr  fills 

The  sinful  world  around  ; 
Only  in  stubborn  hearts  and  wills 

No  place  for  it  is  found. 

To  other  strains  our  souls  are  set ; 

A  giddy  whirl  of  sin 
Fills  ear  and  heart,  and  will  not  let 

Heaven's  harmonies  come  in. 

Come,  Lord  !  conn1,  wisdom,  love,  and  power 

Open  our  cars  to  hear  ! 
Let  us  not  miss  lli'  accepted  hour, 

Save,  Lord,  by  love  or  fear. 
532 


HYMXS. 

806  (4*2)  {Woodland.)  ?.  M. 

1  TESUS  hath  died  that  I  might  live, 
J    Might  live  to  God  alone  ; 

In  him  eternal  life  receive, 
And  be  in  spirit  one. 

2  Saviour,  I  thank  thee  for  the  grace 

The  gift  unspeakable  ; 
And  wait  with  arms  of  faith  t$  embrace, 
And  all  thy  love  to  feel. 

3  My  soul  breaks  out  in  strong  desire 

The  perfect  bliss  to  prove  ; 
My  longing  heart  is  all  on  fire 
To  be  dissolved  in  love. 

4  Give  me  thyself,  from  every  boast, 

From  every  wish  set  free  ; 
Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  lost, 
But  give  thyself  to  me. 

5  Thy  gifts,  alas  !  cannot  suffice, 

Unless  thyself  be  given  ; 
Thy  presence  makes  my  paradise, 
And  where  thou  art  is  heaven. 

807  (±±1)  (Balerma.)  C.  M. 

1  rpHE  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 
JL   The  sacred  leaves  unfold  ; 

And  here  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Our  raptured  eyes  behold. 

2  Here  light,  descending  from  above, 

Directs  our  doubtful  feet ; 
Here  promises  of  heavenly  love 
Our  ardent  wishes  meet. 

3  Our  numerous  griefs  are  here  redrest, 

And  all  our  wants  supplied  ; 
Naught  we  can  ask  to  make  us  blest 
Is  in  thi3  book  denied. 
533 


H  Y  JV1  N"  S . 

808  C442)  (Siloam.)  C.  M. 

1  T)LEST  is  the  man  whose  softer,  ing  heart 
X)  Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 

To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Is  never  raised  in  vain  ; 

2  Whose  breast  responds  with  generous  warmth, 

A  stranger's  woe  to  feel ; 
Who  weeps  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 

3  To  gentle  offices  of  love 

II is  feet  are  never  slow  ; 
He  views,  through  mercy's  melting  eye, 
A  brother  in  a  foe. 

4  To  him  protection  shall  be  shown  ; 

And  mercy,  from  above, 
Descend  on  those  who  thus  fulfil 
The  Christian  law  of  love. 

809  (442)  (Seasons.)  L.  M. 

1  TF  high  or  low  our  station  be, 
X  Of  noble  or  ignoble  name, 
By  uncorrupt  integrity, 

Thy  blessing,  Lord,  we  humbly  claim. 

2  The  upright  man  no  want  shall  fear  ; 

Thy  providence  shall  be  his  trust ; 
Thou  wilt  provide  his  portion  here, 
Thou  friend  and  guardian  of  the  just. 

3  May  we,  with  most  sincere  delight, 

To  all  the  test  of  duty  pay  ; 
Tender  of  every  social  right, 
Obedient  to  thy  righteous  sway. 

4  Such  virtue  thou  wilt  not  forgot, 

In  that  blest  world,  where  virtue  shares 
A  lit  reward  —  though  not  of  debt, 

But  what  thy  boundless  grace  prepares. 
53* 


HYMNS. 

810  (442)  (Bray.)    _  CM. 

1  TO!  what  an  entertaining  sight 
JU  Those  friendly  brethren  prove, 
Whose  cheerful  hearts  in  bands  unite 

Of  harmony  and  love  ; 

2  "Where  streams  of  bliss  from  Christ,  the  spring, 

Descend  to  every  soul ; 
And  heavenly  peace,  with  balmy  wing, 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole. 

3  'Tis  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews 

That  fall  on  Z ion's  hill, 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shows, 
And  makes  his  grace  distil. 

811  (442)        (Missionary  Chant.)  L.  M. 

1  QHALL  I,  for  fear  of  feeble  man, 
O  The  Spirit's  course  in  me  restrain? 
Or,  undismayed  in  deed  or  word, 

Be  a  true  witness  of  my  Lord  ? 

2  Awed  by  a  mortal's  frown,  shall  I 
Conceal  the  word  of  God  Most  High  ? 
How,  then,  before  thee  shall  I  dare 
To  stand,  or  how  thine  anger  bear? 

3  Shall  I,  to  soothe  th'  unholy  throng, 
Soften  thy  truth,  or  smooth  my  tongue, 
To  gain  earth's  gilded  toys,  or  flee 
The  cross  endured,  my  Lord,  by  thee  ? 

4  What,  then,  is  he  whose  scorn  I  dread? 
Whose  wrath  or  hate  makes  me  afraid? 
A  man  !  an  heir  of  death  !  a  slave 

To  sin  !  a  bubble  on  the  wave  ! 

5  Yea,  let  men  rage  ;  since  thou  wilt  spread 
Thy  shadoAving  w:ng3  around  my  head  ; 
Since  in  all  pain  thy  render  love 

Will  still  my  sure  refreshment  prove. 
535 


HYMNS. 

812  (443)  (Windham.)  L.  M. 

1  npiIE  great  archangel's  trump  shall  sound, 
JL    While  twice  ten  thousand  thunders  rear, 
Tear  up  the  graves  and  cleave  the  ground, 

And  make  the  greedy  sea  restore. 

2  The  greedy  sea  shall  yield  her  dead, 

The  earth  no  more  her  slain  conceal ; 
Sinners  shall  lift  their  guilty  head, 
And  shrink  to  see  a  yawning  hell. 

3  Bnt  we  who  now  our  Lord  confess, 

And  faithful  to  the  end  endure, 
Shall  stand  in  Jesus'  righteousness, 
Stand  as  the  Hock  of  Ages  sure. 

4  We,  while  the  stars  from  heaven  shall  fall, 

And  mountains  are  on  mountains  hurled, 
Shall  stand  unmoved  amidst  them  all, 
And  smile  to  see  a  burning  world  ; 

5  The  earth  and  all  the  works  therein 

Dissolve,  by  raging  flames  destroyed  ; 
While  we  survey  the  awful  scene, 
And  mount  above  the  liery  void. 

813  (443)  (Russia.)  L.  M. 

1  jmWAS  on  that  dark  and  doleful  night, 

X    When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 

Aud  friends  betrayed  him  to  his  Iocs. 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

lie  took  the  bread,  and  hirst,  and  break; 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ! 

What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake  ! 

3  n  This  is  my  body,  broke  for  sin  ! 

Receive,  and  cat  the  living  food;" 
Then  took  the  cup,  and  blest,  the  wine, 
u,Tis  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood." 

ooij 


HYMN  S. 

4  "  In  mem'ry  of  your  dying  Lord, 

Do  this/'  he  said,  "till  time  shall  end; 
Meet  at  my  table  and  record 

The  love  of  your  departed  Friend." 

5  Jesus,  thy  feast  we  celebrate, 

We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage-supper  of  the  Lamb. 

814  (443)  {Hear.)  CM. 

1  IV'fY  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art ! 
_LT_L  Thy  majesty  how  bright ! 
How  glorious  thy  mercy-seat, 

In  depths  of  burning  light ! 

2  Yet  I  may  love  thee,  too,  O  Lord  ! 

Almighty  as  thou  art ; 
For  thou  hast  stooped  to  ask  of  me 
The  love  of  my  poor  heart. 

3  No  earthly  father  loves  like  thee  ; 

No  mother,  half  so  mild, 
Bears  and  forbears,  as  thou  hast  done 
With  me,  thy  sinful  child. 

4  My  God  !  how  wonderful  thou  art, 

Thou  everlasting  friend  ! 
On  thee  I  stay  my  trusting  heart 
Till  faith  in  vision  end. 

815  (443)  (Uxbridge.)  L.  M. 

1  TTTHAT  means  this  conflict  in  my  heart, 

\  V     In  which  both  grace  and  sin  take  part  ? 
Both  seem  resolved  in  me  to  reign, 
And  both  a  daily  war  maintain. 

2  Grace  bids  me  seek  the  Lord  by  prayer, 
Sin  almost  drives  me  to  despair  ; 
Grace  bids  me  rise  by  heavenly  birth  ; 
Sin  drags  me  downward  to  the  earth. 

537 


HYMNS. 


3  Grace  makes  me  love  the  saints  of  God, 
His  house,  his  service,  and  his  word ; 
But  sin  in  every  place  has  tried 

To  turn  my  wand'ring  heart  aside. 

4  Grace  gives  me  views  of  heavenly  joys  ; 
But  sin  my  happiness  annoys  ; 
Though  sin,  O  Lord,  would  hold  me  fast, 
Thy  grace  shall  conquer  sin  at  last. 

816     (443)  (Hallowell.)  C.  M. 

1  rpiIOU  great  Creator,  wise  and  good  ! 
X   To  thee  our  songs  we  raise  ; 
Nature,  through  all  her  various  scenes, 

Invites  us  to  thy  praise. 

2  At  morning,  noon,  and  evening  mild, 

Fresh  wonders  strike  our  view  ; 
And  while  we  gaze,  our  hearts  exult 
With  transports  ever  new. 

3  Thy  glory  beams  in  every  star 

Which  gilds  the  gloom  of  night  ; 
It  decks  the  smiling  face  of  morn 
With  rays  of  cheerful  light. 

4  The  lofty  hill,  the  humble  vale, 

With  countless  beauties  shine  ; 
The  silent  grove,  the  awful' shade, 
Proclaim  thy  power  divine. 

5  Great  nature's  God  !   still  may  these  scenes 

Our  serious  hours  engage  ; 
Still  may  our  grateful  hearts  consult 
Thy  works'  instructive  page. 

G  And  while,  in  all  thy  wondrous  works, 
Thy  varied  love  we  sec, 
Still  may  the  Contemplation  lead 
Our  hearts,  O  God,  to  thee. 
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HYMN  S. 

817  (444)  (Brest.)  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  QIXNERS,  will  you  scorn  the  message, 
O  Sent  in  mercy  from  above  ? 

Every  sentence,  O,  how  tender  ! 
Every  line  is  full  of  love  ; 

Listen  to  it, 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 

2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel 

News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim  ; 
Pardon  to  each  rebel  sinner  ; 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name  ; 

How  important ! 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name. 

3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succor  ; 

Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears, 
And  with  news  of  consolation 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears  ; 

Tender  heralds  ! 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 

4  Who  hath  our  report  believed  ? 

Who  received  the  joyful  word? 
Who  embraced  the  news  of  pardon 
Offered  to  you  by  the  Lord? 

Can  you  slight  it  ? 
Offered  to  you  by  the  Lord. 

818  (444)  73. 

1  "1  TEETIXG  in  the  Saviour's  name, 
JjJL  Breaking  bread  by  his  command, 
To  the  world  we  thus  proclaim, 

On  what  ground  we  hope  to  stand, 
When  the  Lord  shall  come  with  clouds, 
Joined  by  heaven's  exulting  crowds. 
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HYMNS. 

2  Sing  we  then  of  him  who  died ; 

Sing  of  him  who  rose  again  ; 
By  him  we  are  justified, 

And  with  him  we  hope  to  reign  ; 
Soon  we  hope  to  sec  our  Lord, 
And  to  share  his  bright  reward. 

819     (444)  {Emmons.)  C.  M. 

1  T  ORD,  teach  thy  servants  how  to  pray 
J_J  With  reverence  and  with  fear  ; 
Though  dust  and  ashes,  yet  we  may, 

We  must  to  thee  draw  near. 

2  We  come,  then,  God  of  grace,  to  thee  ; 

Give  broken,  contrite  hearts  ; 
Give  —  what  thine  eye  delights  to  see  — 
Truth  in  the  inward  parts. 

3  Give  deep  humility — the  sense 

Of  godly  sorrow  give  ; 
A  strong,  desiring  confidence 
To  see  thy  face  and  live. 

4  Give  faith  in  that  one  sacrifice 

Which  can  for  sin  atone  ; 
To  cast  our  hopes,  to  iix  our  eyes, 
On  Christ,  and  Christ  alone. 

5  Give  patience,  still  to  wait  and  weep, 

Though  mercy  long  delay  ; 
Courage,  our  fainting  souls  to  keep, 
And  trust  thee,  though  thou  slay. 

6  Give  these,  and  then  thy  will  be  done  ; 

Thus  strengthened  with  all  might, 
We,  through  thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son, 
Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright. 
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HYMNS. 

820  C444)  {The  Dawn.)  S.  M. 

1  rpHOU  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 
JL   Before  whose  bar  severe, 
With  holy  joy,  or  guilty  dread, 

We  all  shall  soon  appear  ; 
Our  cautioned  souls  prepare 

For  that  tremendous  day, 
And  fill  us  now  with  watchful  care, 

And  stir  us  up  to  pray ; 

2  To  pray  and  wait  the  hour, 

That  awful  hour  unknown, 
When  rob'd  in  majesty  and  power, 

Thou  shalt  from  heaven  come  down, 
Th'  immortal  Son  of  man, 

To  judge  the  human  race, 
With  all  thy  Father's  dazzling  train, 

With  all  thy  glorious  grace. 

3  O  may  we  thus  be  found 

Obedient  to  thy  word, 
Attentive  to  the  trumpet's  sound, 
And  looking  for  our  Lord ! 

0  may  we  all  insure 

A  lot  among  the  blest ; 
And  watch  a  moment  to  secure 
An  everlasting  rest. 

821  (444)  {Arlington.)  C.  M. 

1  T1AITH  is  the  brightest  evidence 
jl    Of  things  beyond  our  sight ; 

It  pierces  through  the  veil  of  sense, 
And  dwells  in  heavenly  light. 

2  It  sets  time  past  in  present  view, 

Brings  distant  prospects  home, 
Of  things  a  thousand  years  ago, 
Or  thousand  years  to  come. 
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HYMNS. 

822     (445)       {The  Good  Old  Waij.)  8s. 

1  T  IFT  up  your  heads,  Immanuel's  friends, 
JLi  And  taste  the  pleasure  Jesus  sends  ; 
Let  nothing  cause  you  to  delay, 

But  hasten  in  the  good  old  way. 

O,  good  old  way  !  how  sweet  thou  art ! 
May  none  of  us  from  thee  depart. 

2  Our  conflicts  here,  though  great  they  be, 
Shall  not  prevent  our  victory, 

If  we  but  wTatch,  and  strive,  and  pray, 
Like  soldiers  in  the  good  old  way. 

Cho.  —  O  praise  the  Lord  !  we  shall  gain  the  day, 
By  marching  in  the  good  old  wray. 

3  O,  good  old  way  !  how  sweet  thou  art, 
May  none  of  us  from  thee  depart, 
Bat  may  our  actions  always  say, 
We're  marching  in  the  good  old  way. 

4  Though  Satan  may  his  arts  employ, 
Our  blooming  prospects  to  destroy, 
Yet  never  fear,  we  '11  gain  the  day, 
By  marching  in  the  good  old  way. 

5  And  when  on  Pisgah's  top  we  stand, 
And  view  by  faith  the  promised  land, 
Then  we  will  sing,  and  shout,  and  pray, 
And  march  along  the  good  old  way. 

fi  Ye  valiant  souls,  for  heaven  contend, 
Remember,  glory 's  at  the  end  ; 
Our  God  will  wipe  all  tears  away, 
When  we  have  run  the  good  old  way. 

7  When,  far  beyond  this  mortal  shore, 
We  meet  Avith  those  we've  loved  before, 
We'll  shout,  to  think  we've  gained  the  day, 
By  marching  in  the  good  old  way. 
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(375)  Great  is  the  Lord. 

GREAT  is  the  Lord, 
And  greatlv  to  be  praised, 
In  the  City  of  our  God. 
In  the  mountain  of  his  holiness. 

2  (379)  David's  Lamentation. 

DAVID,  the  King,  was  grieved  and  moved, 
He  went  to  his  chamber,  his  chamber,  and  wept ; 
And  as  he  went,  he  wept  and  said, 

O,  mv  son  ;  O.  my  son  ! 
Would  to  God  I  had  died, 
Would  to  God  I  had  died, 
Would  to  God  I  had  died  for  thee, 
0  Absalom,  my  son,  my  son  ! 

3  (380)         Blessed  are  the  People. 

BLESSED  are  the  people  that   know  the  joyful 
sound  ; 
They  shall  walk.  0,  Lord,  in  the  light  of  thy  coun- 
tenance ; 
And  in  thy  name  shall  thev  rejoice  all  the  dav. 
543 


ANTHEMS. 

4  (382)  Anthem  for  Easter. 

THE  Lord  is  risen  indeed  ;    Hallelujah  ! 
The  Lord  is  risen  indeed  ;    Hallelujah  ! 
Now  is  Christ  risen  from  the  dead, 
And  become  the  first  fruits  of  them  that  slept. 

Hallelujah  !   And  did  he  rise  ? 
Hear,  O  ye  nations  ;  Hear  it,  O  ye  dead. 
He  rose,  he  burst  the  bars  of  death, 
And  triumphed  o'er  the  grave.     Then  I  rose  ; 
Then  first  humanity  triumphant 
Passed  the  crystal  ports  of  light, 
And  seized  eternal  youth  ; 

Man,  all  immortal,  hail ! 
Heaven,  all  lavish  of  strange  gifts  to  man, 
Thine  all  the  glory,  man's  the  boundless  bliss. 

5  (38 G)  The  Heavenly  Vision. 

I  BEHELD,  and  lo,  a  great  multitude,  which  no 
man  could  number  ; 
Thousands  of  thousands,  and  ten  times  thousands, 

stood  before  the  Lamb  ; 
And  they  had  palms  in  their  hands,  and  they  cease 

not  day  nor  night,  saying :  — 
Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  Lord  God  Almighty, 

which  was,  and  is,  and  is  to  come. 
And   I  heard  a  mighty  Angel   flying  through  the 

midst  of  heaven,  crying  with  a  loud  voice  :  — 
Wo,  Wo,  Wo,  Wo,  be  unto  the  earth,  by  reason  of 

the  trumpet  which  is  yet  to  sound. 
And  when  the  last  trumpet  sounded,  the  great  men 

and  nobles,  rich  men  and  poor,  bond  and  free, 

gathered  themselves  together,  and  cried  to  the 

rocks  and  mountains  to  fall    upon   them,  and 

hide  them  from  the  face  of  Him  that  sitteth  on 

the  throne  ; 
For  the  great   day  of  his  wrath   is   come,  and  who 

shall  be  able  Jo  stand? 
And  who  shall  be  able  to  stand? 
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1     (391)      From  Psalms  XGV.  &  XGVL 

1  f\  COME,  let  us  |  sing  un..to  the  |  Lord, 

\J  Let  us  heartily  rejoice  in  the  |  strength  of  | 
our  sal-  |  vation  ;, 

2  Let  U3  come  before  his  |  presence.. with  |  thanks* 

giving, 
And  show  ourselves  |  glad  in  |  him  with  |  psalms. 

3  For  the  Lord  is  a  |  great  —  |  God ; 

And  a  great  |  King  a..bove  j  all  —  |  gods. 

4  In  his  hand  are  all  the  |  corners.. of  the  j  earth  ; 
And  the  strength  of  the  |  hills  is  j  his —  |  also, 

6  The  sea  is  his,  and  |  he  —  |  made  it ; 

And  his  hands  pre-  |  pared.. the  |  dry  —  j  land. 

6  O  come,  let  us  J  worship  and. .fall  |  down, 
And  |  kneel  before  the  |  Lord  our  |  Maker, 

7  For  he  is  the  |  Lord  our  |  God  ; 

And  we  are  the  people  of  his  j  pasture.. and  tho 
|  sheep  of.. his  |  hand. 

8  O  worship  the  Lord,  in  the  |  beauty.. of  |  holi- 

ness ; 
Let  the  whole  |  earth.. stand  in  |  awe  of  |  him. 

9  For  he  cometh,  for  he  cometh  to  |  judge  the  | 

earth  ; 
And  with  righteousness  to  judge  the  j  world,., 
and  the  |  people.. with  his  j  truth. 

10  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  to  the  Son,  and  to 

the  |  Holy  j  Ghost ; 
As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  ever 
shall  be,  j  world  with.. out  j  end.  A-  |  men. 
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SELECTIONS    FOR    CHANTIM. 

2      (391)  From  Psalm  LI. 

1  TTAVE  mercy  upon  me,  O  God,  according  to 
JjL  thy  loving  kindness  ;    according  to  the  mul- 
titude  of  thy  tender  mercies,  blot  |  out. .my 
trans-  |  gressions. 

2  Wash  me  thoroughly  from  mine  iniquities, 
And  |  cleanse  me  |  from  my  |  sin. 

3  For  I  acknowledge  my  transgressions, 
And  my  sin  is  |  ever.. be-  |  fore  me. 

4  Against  thee,  thee  only,  have  I  sinned, 
And  done  this  |  evil  |  in  thy  |  sight. 

5  Create  in  me  a  clean  heart,  O  God  ; 
And  renew  a  right  |  spirit.. with-  j  in  me. 

6  Cast  me  not  away  from  thy  presence  ; 
And  take  not  thy  |  Holy  |  Spirit  |  from  me. 

7  Restore  unto  me  the  joy  of  thy  salvation  ; 
And  uphold  me  with  |  thy  free  |  spirit. 

8  Then  will  I  teach  transgressors  thy  ways, 

And  sinners  shall  be  con-  |  verted  |  unto  |  thee. 
Amen. 

3      (392)  From  Psalm  XG  VIII. 

1  r\  SING  unto  the  |  Lord  a..new  |  song; 

\J    For  he  hath  done  |  mar |  —  veL.ous  | 

things. 

2  With  his  own  right  hand  and  with   his  |  holy  | 

arm 
Hath  he  |  gotten. .him-  |  self  the  |  victory. 

3  The  Lord  hath  declared  |  his  sal-  |  vat  ion  ; 

His  righteousness  hath  he  openly  |  showed. .in  the 
sight. .of  the  |  heathen. 

4  He  hath  remembered  his  mercy  and  truth  toward 

the  I  house  of  I  Israel  ; 
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SELECTIONS    FOE    CHANTING. 

And  all  the  ends  of  the  world  have  seen  the  sal 
|  vation..of  |  our  —  |  God. 

5  Show  yourselves  joyful  unto  the  Lord  |  all  ye  | 

lands  ; 
Sing,  re-  |  joice,  and  |  give  —  |  thanks. 

6  Praise  the  Lord  up-  |  on  the  |  harp  ; 

Sing  to   the  harp  with  a  |  psalm  —    |    —  of  | 
thanksgiving. 

7  With  trumpets  |  also,  .and  |  shawms  ; 

O  show  yourselves  joyful  before  the  |  Lord  —  j 
—  the  |  King. 

8  Let  the  sea  make  a  noise,  and  |  all  that.. there 

in  |  is  ; 
The  round  world  and  |  they  that  |  dwell  there 
|  in. 

9  Let  the  floods  clap  their  hands,  and  let  the  hills 

be  joyful  together,  be-  |  fore  the  |  Lord  ; 
For  he  cometh..to  |  judge  the  |  earth. 

10  With  righteousness  shall  he | judge  the  |  world; 
And  the  |  peo-  |  pie.. with  |  equity. 

11  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  to  the  Son,  and  to 

the  |  Holy  |  Ghost ; 
As  it  was   in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  ever 
shall  be,  |  world  with.. out  |  end.     A-  |  men. 

4     (392)  Psalm  LXVIL 

1  r\  OD  be  merciful  unto  |  us  and  |  bless  us, 

vT  And  show  us  the   light  of  his  countenance, 
and  be  |  merci-..ful  |  unto  |  us. 

2  That  thy  way  may  be  |  known  up.. on  |  earth  ; 
Thy  saving  |  health  a-  |  mong  all  |  nations. 

3  Let  the  people  praise  thee,  |  O —  |  God  ; 
Yea,  let  |  all  the.. people  |  praise  —  |  thee. 

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SELECTIONS    FOR    CHANTING. 

O  let  the  nations  rejoice  |  and  be  |  glad  ; 

For  thou  shalt  judge  the  people  righteously, 
And    govern    the    |    na..tions    up-  |  on —  | 
earth  ; 

5  Let  the  people  praise  thee,  |  O —  |  God  ; 
Yea,  let  |  all  the.. people  |  praise —  |  thee. 

6  Then  shall  the  earth  bring  |  forth  her  |  increase  ; 
And  God,  even  our  |  own. .God  shall  |  give  us.. 

his  |  blessing. 

7  God  shall  |  bless —  |  us  ; 

And  all  the  ends  of  the  |  world  shall  |  fear—  | 
him. 
5     (393)  Selection  1.      Psalm  VIII. 

1  f\  LORD  our  Lord,  how  excellent  is  thy  name 
\J    in  |  all  the  |  earth  ! 

Who  hast  set  thy  |  glory. .a-  |  bove  the  |  heavens. 

2  Out  of  the  mouth  of  babes  and  sucklings 

Hast  thou  ordained  strength,  be-  |  cause  of.. thine 

|  enemies  : 
That  thou  mightest  still  the  |  enemy  |  and.. the 
a-  |  venger. 

3  When  I  consider  thy  heavens,  the  |  work  of.. thy 

|  fingers  ; 
The  moon  and  the  |  stars  which  |  thou.. hast  or- 
|  dained, 

4  What  is  man,  that  thou  art  |  mindful.. of  |  him, 
And  the  son  of  |  man. .that  thou  |  visit. .est  |  him? 

5  For  thou  hast  made  him  a  little  |  lower. .than  the 

|  angels  :  [honor. 

And    hast   |    crowned.. him    with    |    glory. .and  | 

6  TliOU  hast  made  him  to  have  dominion   over  the 

|  works  of'.. thy  |  hands. 

7  All  sheep  and  oxen,  yea,  and  beasts  of  the  field, 
The  fowl  of  the  air,  and  |  fish. .of  the  |  sea: 
And   whatsoever    |    passeth. .through  the   |   patha 

..of  the  I  sea : 

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SELECTIONS    FOE    CHANTING. 

8  0  Lord  our  Lord,  how  excellent  is  thy  name  in 
|  all  the  |  earth  ! 
How  excellent  is  thy  |  name  in  |  all  the  |  earth. 

5   (393)      Selection  2.    From  Bev.  IV  &  V. 

1  TTOLY,  holy,  holy,  |  Lord.. God  Al-  |  mighty: 
JT  Which  was,  and  |  is,  and  j  is  to  |  come. 

2  Thou  art  worthy,  O  Lord,  to  receive  glory,  and 

|  honor.. and  |  power : 
For  thou  hast  created  all  things,  and  for  thy  pleas- 
ure they  |  are  and  |  were  ere-  |  ated. 

3  Worthy  is  the  |  Lamb.. that  was  |  slain, 

To  receive  power,  and  riches,  and  wisdom,  and 
strength,    and   |   honor.. and   |   glory.. and  | 
blessing. 

4  Blessing,  and  honor,  and  |  glory.. and  |  power 
Be  unto  him  that  sitteth  upon  the  throne, 

And  unto  the  |  Lamb.. for-  |  ever..  |  and  |  ever. 

5  (393)     Selection  3.      The  Lord  Reigneth. 

1  TTALLELUJAH  !  for  the  Lord  God  om-  | 
XL    nipo..tent  |  reigneth  : 

Hallelujah  !  for  the  |  Lord. .God  om-  |  nipo..tent 
|  reigneth. 

2  The  kingdoms  of  this  world    are   become    the 

kingdoms  of  our  |  Lord.. and  of  his  |  Christ: 
And  |  he  shalL.reign  for-  |  ever. .and  |  ever. 

3  We  give  thee  thanks,  O  Lord  God  Almighty, 
Which  art,  and  wert,  and  |  art  to  |  come  : 
King  of  kings,  and  |  Lord —  |  — of  |  lords. 

4  Salvation  to   our  God   which   sitteth   upon   the 

throne,  and  |  unto. .the  |  Lamb  :    A-  |  men., 
Halle-  |  lujah..A-  |  men. 
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SELECTIONS    FOE    CHANTING. 

$  Blessing,  and  glory,  and  wisdom,  and  thanksgiv* 
ing,  and  honor,  and  |  power,  and  |  might, 
Be  unto  our  |  God  for-  |  ever.. and  j  ever. 

5  (393)     Selection  4.     From  Rev.  XV  &  XIX, 

1  r\  REAT  and  marvelous  are  thy  works,  |  Lord 
U    ..God  Al-  |  mighty  ! 

Just    and    true   are   thy  |  ways,   thou  |  King  of 
I  saints. 

2  Who   shall  not  fear  thee,  O  Lord,  and  |  glorify 

..thy  |  name? 
For  |  thou —  j  only. .art  |  holy. 

3  Salvation,  and  glory,  and  honor,  and  power,  unto 

the  |  Lord  our  |  God : 
For  |  true  and  |  righteous. .are  his  |  judgments. 

4  Praise   ye  our  God,  all  ye  his  servants,  and  ye 

that  fear  him,  both  |  small  and  |  great : 
A-  |  men.. Halle-  |  lujah..A-  |  men. 

6  (394)  Psalm  XXVI. 

1  TUDGE  me,  0  Lord;   for  I  have  |  walked  in.. 

0  mine  in-  |  tegrity  : 

1  have  trusted  also  in  the  Lord  ;   |  therefore.. I  | 

shall  not  |  slide. 

2  Examine   me,  O   Lord,  and   prove   me  ;    try  my 

|  reins  and. .my  |  heart: 
For  thy  loving-kindness  is  before  mine  eyes  ;  and 
I  have  |  walked. .in  |  thy —  |  truth. 

8  I  hair  not  sat  with  vaiu  persons1;   neither  will   I 
go  |  in.. with  dis-  |  semblers. 
I  have  hated  the  congregation  of  evil-doers; 
And  |  will  not  |  sit.. with  the  |  wicked. 
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SELECTIONS    FOE    CHANTING. 

i  I  will  wash  my  hands  in  innocency :  so  will  I 
compass  thine  |  altar..  0  |  Lord  : 

That  I  may  publish  with  the  voice  of  thanks- 
giving, 

And  tell  of  |  all  thy  |  wondrous  |  works. 

5  Lord,  I  have  loved   the  habi-  |  tation..  of  thy  | 

house, 
And  the  |  place.,  where  thine  |  honor  |  dwelleth. 

6  Gather  not  my  soul   with   sinners,  nor  my  life 

with  |  bloody  |  men  : 
In  whose   hands    is   mischief,    and   their  |  right 
hand.. is  |  full  of  |  bribes. 

7  But  as  for  me,  I  will  walk  in  mine  integrity : 
Redeem  me,  and  be  |  merciful.. unto  |  me. 
My  foot  standeth  in  an  even  place  ; 
Inthecongre-  |  gations..will  I  |  bless  the  |  Lord. 

7     (394)  Psalm  CXXIL 

1  T  WAS  glad  when  they  said  unto  me, 

_L  Let  us  go  into  the  |  house.. of  the  |  Lord. 

2  Our  feet  shall  stand  within  thy  gates,  0  Jerusalem. 
Jerusalem  is  builded  as  a  city  that  is  com-  |  pact 

to-  |  gether  ; 

3  Whither  the  tribes  go  up  ;  the  tribes  of  the  Lord, 
Unto  the  testimony  of  Israel, 

To  give  thanks  unto  the  |  name.. of  the  |  Lord. 

4  For  there  are  set  thrones  of  judgment, 
The  thrones  of  the  |  house  of  |  David. 

6  Pray  for  the  peace  of  Jerusalem  ; 
They  shall  |  prosper.. that  |  love  thee. 

6  Peace  be  within  thy  walls  ; 

And  prosperity  with-  |  in  thy  |  palaces. 

7  For  my  brethren  and  companions'  sakes, 

I  will  now  say,  J  Peace.. be  with-  |  in  thee, 
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SELECTIONS    FOR    CHANTING. 

8  Because  of  the  house  of  the  Lord  our  God, 
I  will  |  seek  thy  |  good.   ||  A-  |  men. 

g     (395)  Te  Deum  Laudamus. 

1  I I7E  praise  thee,  O  God  ; 

V  V    We  acknowledge  |  thee  to.,  be  the  |  Lord 
All  the  earth  doth  worship  thee,  the  |  Father  | 
ever-  |  lasting. 

2  To  thee  all  Angels  cry  aloud  ; 

The  Heavens,  and  all  the  |  Powers  there-  |  in. 
To   thee,  Cherubim  and  Seraphim  con-  |  tinual- 
|  ly  do  |  cry, 

3  Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  |  Lord..  God  of  |  Sabaoth. 
Heaven  and  Earth   are  full  of  the  Majesty  of  | 

thy —  |  |  Glory. 

4  The  glorious  company  of  the   Apostles   shall  | 

praise —  |  thee. 
The  goodly  fellowship  of  the  Prophets  shall  praise 

thee. 
The   noble  army  of  Martyrs   shall  |  praise —  | 

|  thee. 

5  The  holy  Church,  throughout  all  the  world,  doth 

ac-  |  knowledge  |  thee, 
The  Father,  of  an  infinite  Majesty  ; 
Thine  adorable,  true,  and  only  Son  ; 
Also  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost,  the  |  Comforter. 

6  Thou  art  the  King  of  |  Glory,. .0  |  Christ. 
Thou    art   the    everlasting  |  Son  —  |  of    the  | 

Father. 

7  When  thou  tookest  upon  thee  to  deliver  man, 
Thou  didst  humble  thyself  to  be  |  born.. of  a  | 

Virgin. 
When  thou  hadst  overcome  the  sharpness  of  death, 
Thou  didst  open  the  kingdom  of  |  heaven  to  |  all 

be-  I  lievers. 

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SELECTIONS    FOR    CHANTING. 

8  Thou  sittest  at  the  right  hand  of  God,  in  the  | 

Glory.. of  the  J  Father. 
We  believe  that  thou  shalt  |  come,  to  |  be  our  | 
Judge. 

9  "We  therefore  pray  thee,  help  thy  servants, 
Whom  thou  hast  redeemed  with  thy  |  precious  | 

blood. 
Make  them  to  be  numbered  with  thy  saints, 
In  |  glory  J  ever-  |  lasting. 

10  O  Lord,  save  thy  people,  and  bless  thine  heritage. 
Govern  them,  and  lift  them  |  up  for-  |  ever. 
Day  by  day  we  magnify  thee  ; 

And  we  worship  thy  |  name. .ever,  |  world  with 
..out  |  end. 

11  Vouchsafe,  O  Lord,  to  keep  us  this  |  day  with.. 

out  |  sin. 
O  Lord,  have  mercy  upon  us,  have  |  mer-cy  up- 
|  on —  |  us. 

12  O  Lord,  let  thy  mercy  be  upon  us,  as  our  | 

|  trust. .is  in  |  thee. 
O  Lord,  in  thee  have  I  trusted  ;  |  let  me  |  never 
..be  con-  |  founded. 

9     (396)  Psalm  CXXXVL 

1  r\  GIVE  thanks  unto  the  Lord  ;  for  he  i?  good ; 
\J  For  his  mercy  en-  |  dureth..for-  |  ever. 

O  give  thanks  unto  the  God  of  gods  : 

For  his  |  mercy  en-  |  dureth..  for-  |  ever. 

2  O  give  thanks  unto  the  Lord  of  Lords  : 

For  his  mercy  en-  |  dureth..  for  |  ever. 
To  him  who  alone  doeth  great  wonders  : 
For  his  |  mercy  en-  |  dureth.. for-  |  ever. 

3  To  him  that  by  wisdom  made  the  heavens  : 

For  his  mercy  en-  |  dureth.. for-  |  ever  : 
To  him  that  stretched  out  the  earth  above  the  wa» 
For  his  |  mercy  en-  |  dureth..for-  |  ever,  [ters: 
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4  To  him  that  made  great  lights  : 

For  his  mercy  en-  |  dureth..for-  |  ever. 
The  sun  to  rule  by  day  : 

For  his  |  mercy  en-  |  dureth..for-  |  ever. 

5  The  moon  and  stars  to  rale  by  night : 

For  his  mercy  en-  |  dure th.. for-  |  ever. 
To  him  that  smote  Egypt  in  their  first  born  : 
For  his  |  mercy  en-  |  dureth..for-  |  ever. 

6  And  brought  out  Israel  from  among  them : 

For  his  mercy  en-  |  dureth..for-  |  ever. 
With  a  strong  hand  arid  a  stretched  out  arm : 
For  his  |  mercy  en-  |  dureth..ibr-  |  ever. 

7  To  him  who  divided  the  Red  Sea  iuto  parts  : 

For  his  mercy  en-  |  dureth..for  |  ever. 
And  male  Israel  to  pass  through  the  midst  of  it : 
For  his  |  mercy  en-  |  dureth..for-  |  ever. 

8  But  overthrew  Pharaoh  and  his  host  in  the  Red  Sea  : 

For  his  mercy  en-  |  dureth..for-  |  ever. 
To  him  who  led  his  people  through  the  wilderness  : 
For  his  |  mercy  en-  |  dureth..t'or-  |  ever. 

9  To  him  who  smote  great  kings  : 

For  his  mercy  en-  |  dureth..lbr-  |  ever. 
And  slew  famous  kings  : 

For  his  |  mercy  en-  |  dureth..for-  |  ever. 

10  Sihon  king  of  the  Amoritea  : 

For  his  mercy  en-  |  dureth..for-  |  ever. 
And  Og  the  king  of  liashan  : 

For  his  |  mercy  en-  |  dureth..for-  |  ever. 

11  And  gave  their  land  for  an  heritage  : 

For  his  mercy  en-  |  dure th.. for-  |  ever. 
Even  an  heritage  unto  Israel  his  servant  : 
For  his  |  mercy  en-  |  dureth..i'or-  |  ever. 

12  Who  remembered  us  in  our  low  estate: 

For  his  mercy  en-  |  dureth..ior-  |  ever. 
And  hath  redeemed  us  from  our  enemies: 
For  his  I  mercy  en-  |  dureth..lbr-  |  ever. 
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SELECTIONS    POE    CHANTING. 

13  Who  giveth  food  to  all  flesh  : 

For  his  mercy  en-  |  dureth..for-  |  ever. 
O  give  thanks  unto  the  God  of  heaven : 
For  his  |  mercy  en-  |  dureth..for-  |  ever. 

10     (397)      Hear,  Father,  Hear  our  Prayer. 

2    "  HTEAR  !  Father,  hear  our  prayer  !       [vaileth, 
,11    Thou  who  art  pity  where  |  sorrow.. pre-  | 
Thou  who  art  safety  when  mortal  help  faileth, 
Strength  to  the  feeble,  and  |  Hope..tode-  |  spair. 
Hear  !  Father,  |  hear  bur  |  prayer  ! 

2  Hear  !  Father,  hear  our  prayer  !  [ger, 
"Wandering  unknown  in  the  j  land. .of  the  |  stran- 
Be  with  all  travelers  in  sickness  or  danger, 
Guard  thou  their  path,  guide  their  |  feet.. from  the, 

Hear  !  Father,  |  hear  our  |  prayer  !  [snare. 

3  Hear  !  Father,  hear  our  prayer  !  Pnoi 
Still  thou  the  tempest, night's  |  terrors. .re-  |  veal- 
In  lightning  flashing,  in  thy  thunders  pealing  : 
Save  thou  the  shipwrecked,  the  |  voyager  |  spare. 

Hear  !  Father,  |  hear  our  |  prayer  ! 

4  Hear  thou  the  poor  that  cry  !  [row  ; 
Feed  thou  the  hungry,  and  |  lighten. .their  |  sor- 
Grant  them  the  sunshine  of  hope  for  the  morrow  ; 
They  are  thy  children,  their  |  trust.. is  on  |  high  . 

Hear  thou  the  |  poor  that  |  cry  ! 

5  Dry  thou  the  mourner's  tear  !  [fection, 
Heal  thou  the  wounds  of  |  time. .hallowed  af-  | 
Grant  to  the  widow  and  orphan  protection, 

Be  in  their  trouble  a  |  friend.. ever  |  near. 
Dry  thou  the  |  mourner's  |  tear  ! 

6  Hear  !  Father,  hear  our  prayer  !  [tended  ; 
Loi.g    hath    thy  goodness    our  |  footsteps.,  at-  | 
Be  with  the  Pilgrim  whose  journey  is  ended  ; 
When  at  thy  summons  for  |  death.,  we  pre-  j  pare, 

Hear  !  Father,  |  hear  our  |  prayer ! 
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SELECTIONS   FOR    CHANTING, 

1 1      (398)      "  The  Missionary's  Call" 

1  II  FY  soul  is  not  at  rest.    There  comes  a  strange 
±TX  and   secret  whisper  to  my  |  spirit,  |  like  a 

dream  of  |  night,  |  that  tells  me  I  am  on  en-  | 
chanted  |  ground. 

Cho.  —  The  voice  of  my  departed  Lord, 

"  Go,  teach  all  nations," 
Comes  on  the  night-air,  and  awakes  mine  ear. 

2  Why  live  I  here  ?     The  vows   of  God   are  |  on 

me,  |  and  I  may  not  stop  to  play  with  shadows, 
or  pluck  earthly  |  flowers,  |  till  I  my  work 
have  done,  and  |  rendered.. up  ac-  |  count. 

3  And  I  will  |  go  !  |  I  may  no  longer  doubt  to  give 

up  friends  and  idol  |  hopes,  |  and  every  tie 
that  binds  my  heart  to  |  thee,  my  |  country  ! 

4  Henceforth,  then,  it  matters  not  if  storm  or  sun- 

shine   be    my  |  earthly  lot,  |  bitter   or   sweet 
my  |  cup,  |  1  only  pray,  "  God  make  me  holy, 
and  my  spirit  nerve   for  the  stern  |  hour  of  | 
strife  !  " 

5  And  when  I  come  to  stretch  me  for  the  |  last,  I 

in    unattended  agony,  beneath    the  cocoa's  | 
shade,  |  it  will   be   sweet  that  I    have    toiled 
lor  |  other.. worlds  than  |  this. 

G   And  if  one  for  whom  Satan  hath  struggled  as  ho 
hath  for  |  me,  |  should  ever  reach  that  blessed 
|  shore —  |  O,  how  this  heart  will  glow  with  | 
grati..tude  and  |  love. 

Clio.  —  Through  ages  of  eternal  years, 

My  spirit  never  shall  regent 
That  toil  and  Buffering  once  were  mine  below. 
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A  Song  of  Deliverance* 

1  f"  SAW  a  weary  traveler, 
JL  In  tattered  garments  clad, 
A  struggling  up  a  mountain, 

It  seemed  that  he  was  sad. 
His  back  was  burdened  heavy, 

His  strength  was  almost  gone, 
He  shouted  as  he  journeyed, 

"Deliverance  will  come." 

Cho.  ^-  Palms  of  victory,  crowns  of  glory? 
Palms  of  victory  Ave  shall  bear, 

2  The  summer  sun  was  beaming, 

The  sweat  was  on  his  brow. 
His  garments  were  all  dusty, 

His  steps  were  very  slow  ; 
Still  he  kept  pressing  forward, 

For  he  was  wending  home, 
He  shouted  as  he  journeyed, 

"Deliverance  will  come." 

3  The  songsters  in  their  arbors, 

The  pleasures  of  the  way, 
Attracted  his  attention, 
Inviting  his  delay  ; 
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Still  he  kept  pressing  forward, 

For  he  was  nearing  home  ; 
He  shotted  as  he  journeyed, 

"Deliverance  will  come." 

4  I  saw  him  in  the  evening, 

When  the  sun  was  bending  low  ; 
He'd  overtopped  the  mountain, 

And  reached  the  vale  below  ; 
His  eyes  were  dim  and  heavy, 

His  journey  it  was  done  ; 
Ho  shouted  as  it  ended, 

"Deliverance  will  come." 

5  Then  they  closed  the  blinds  around  hiin, 

And  locked  him  up  alone, 
That  nothing  might  disturb  him 

Till  his  best  friend  should  come. 
Hope  made  for  him  a  pillow, 

And  Faith  a  garment  rare, 
To  keep  him  in  his  slumbers 

Till  Jesus  should  appear. 

6  At  length  the  trumpet  sounded, 

The  shadows  fled  away, 
The  gilding  rays  of  glory 

Proclaimed  the  coming  day  ; 
Then  when  the  light  of  morning 

Broke  in  his  little  room, 
He  rose  and  cried  u  Hosanna ! 

Deliverance  has  come  !  " 

7  I  heard  the  song  of  triumph 

He  sang  upon  that  shore, 
Saying,  "  Jesus  has  redeemed  me, 

I'll  Buffer  now  no  more." 
And  ('listing  his  eve  backward 

On  the  race  that  he  had  run, 
He  raised  the  loud  hosanna! 

"Deliverance  has  come  I" 
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SIjPPLEMEXT. 

Resurrection  Hijmn. 

1  jrpiS  the  very  same  Jesus, 

JL   'Tis  the  very  same  Jesus, 
'Tis  the  very  same  Jesus 
The  Jews  crucified. 
Cjio.  —  But  he  rose,  he  rose,  he  rose, 

And  went  to  heaven  in  a  cloud* 

2  One  Joseph  begged  his  body,  :j) 
And  laid  it  in  the  tomb. 

But  he  rose,  &c.  - 

3  The  grave  it  could  not  hold  him,  :| 
For  he  was  the  Son  of  God. 

And  he  rose,  &e. 

4  The  earth  began  to  tremble,  :j| 
The  Roman  soldiers  fell. 

Then  he  rose,  &c. 

5  Down  came  an  angel,  :|| 
And  rolled  away  the  stone. 

Then  be  rose,  &c. 

6  Poor  Mary  came  a  weeping,  :|j 
And  looking  for  her  Lord. 

But  he  'd  rose,  &c. 

7  Two  men  in  shining  raiment,  :§ 
They  sat  within  the  tomb. 

But  he'd  rose,  &c. 

8  0,  where  have  you  laid  him?  :| 
For  he  is  not  within  the  tomb. 

But  he  rose,  &c. 

9  Go  tell  to  John  and  Peter,  -J 
Their  Jesus  lives  again. 

For  he  rose,  &c. 

10  Go  preach  to  every  nation,  :| 
And  tell  to  dying  men. 
That  he  rose,  &c. 
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11  But  O  !  he  said  he'd  come  again,  :|| 
And  take  his  people  home. 

Clio  —  Then  we'll  rise,  we'll  rise,  we'll  rise, 
And  go  to  meet  him  in  the  cloud. 

3  The  Old  Camp-Ground. 

XT^E're  tenting  to-night  on  the  old  camp-ground, 
V  V     Singing  our  hymns  of  cheer  ; 
And  waiting  ones  are  gath'ring  'round, 
And  friends  we  love  so  dear. 

Cho.  —  Many  dear  saints  are  weary  to-night, 
As  'round  the  earth  they  roam  ; 
Many  are  the  hearts  looking  for  the  right, 
Wishing  the  Lord  to  come. 

2  Dear  ones  who  knelt  here  in  other  years, 

Will  greet  us  here  no  more  ; 
Jesus  will  wipe  away  the  tears, 
Soon  on  the  brighter  shore. 

3  We're  thinking  to-night  of  the  white-robed  band, 

Who'll  meet  him  in  the  sky  ; 
And  live  and  reign  in  the  better  land  — 
'Tis  coming  by  and  by. 

4  Shout,  brothers,  shout!    on  the  old  camp-ground, 

Press  toward  the  Eden  bowers  ; 
Soon  with  the  Lamb  on  the  sea  of  glass 
Victory  will  be  ours. 

5  We'll  fight  for  our  King  on  the  old  camp-ground, 

Rally,  brothers,  and  pray  ; 
The  pure  in  heart  will  soon  be  crowned. 
And  reign  in  endless  day. 

G   We're  tenting  to-night  on  the  old  camp-ground, 

Singing  our  hymns  of  cheer ; 
And  waiting  ones  arc  gathering  'round, 

And  friends  we  love  so  dear. 
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stt:p:pii.:e:m:e:n"t. 

|  How  Sweet  are  the  Tidings. 

HOW  sweet  are  the  tidings  that  greet  the  pilgrim's 
As  he  wanders  in  exile  from  home  ;  [ear, 

Soon,  soon  will  the  Saviour  in  glory  appear, 
And  soon  will  the  kingdom  come. 

Clio.  — He's  coming,  coming,  coming  soon,  I  know  : 
Coming  back  to  this  earth  again, 
And  the  weary  pilgrims  will  to  glory  go, 
When  the  Saviour  comes  to  reign. 

2  The  mossy  old  graves  where  the  pilgrims  sleep, 

Shall  be  opened  as  wide  as  before  ; 
And  the  millions  that  sleep  in  the  mighty  deep 
Shall  live  on  this  earth  once  more. 

3  There  we'll  meet  all  our  loved  ones  in  our  Eden 

Sweet  songs  of  redemption  we'll  sing  ;   [home, 

From  the  north,  from  the  south,  all  the  ransomed 

And  worship  our  heavenly  King,   [shall  come, 

4  Hallelujah,  amen  !  hallelujah  again  ! 

In  a  little  while  we  shall  be  there  ; 
O,  be  faithful,  be  hopeful,  be  joyful  till  then, 
And  a  crown  of  bright  glory  we'll  wear. 

5  Shall  we  Gather  at  the  Biver  f 

1  QHALL  we  gather  at  the  river, 

O  Where  bright  angel  feet  have  trod? 
With  its  crystal  tide  forever 

Flowing  by  the  throne  of  God? 

Cho.  —  Yes,  we'll  gather  at  the  river, 

The  beautiful,  the  beautiful  river  ; 
Gather  with  the  saints  at  the  river 
That  flows  by  the  throne  of  God. 

2  On  the  margin  of  the  river, 

Washing  up  its  silver  spray, 
We  will  walk  and  worship  ever, 
All  the  happv,  golden  day. 
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3  Ere  we  reach  the  shining  river, 

Lay  we  every  burden  down  ; 
Grace  our  souls  will  then  deliver, 
And  provide  a  robe  and  crown. 

4  At  the  smiling  of  the  river, 

Mirror  of  the  Saviour's  face, 
Saints,  whom  death  will  never  sever, 
Lift  their  songs  of  saving  grace. 

5  Soon  we'll  reach  the  silver  river, 

Soon  our  pilgrimage  will  cease  ; 
Soon  our  happy  hearts  will  quiver 
With  the  melody  of  peace. 

Q  Shall  we  Know  Each  Other  There  f 

1  II  THEN  we  hear  the  music  ringing, 
V  V     In  the  bright,  celestial  dome  — 

When  sweet  angel  voices  singing 
Gladly  bid  us  welcome  home 

To  the  land  of  ancient  story, 

Where  the  dwellers  know  no  care 

In  that  land  of  light  and  glory, 
Shall  we  know  each  other  there  ? 

Cho.  —  Shall  we  know  each  other  — 
Shall  we  know  each  other  — 
Shall  we  know  eacli  other  — 
Shall  we  know  each  other  there? 

2  When  the  holy  angels  meet  us, 

As  we  go  to  join  their  band, 
Shall  we  know  the  friends  that  greet  us 

In  the  glorious  happy  land? 
Shall  we  see  the  same  eyes  shining 

On  us,  as  in  days  of  yore  ? 
Shall  we  feel  the  same  arms  twining 

Fondly  'round  us,  as  before? 
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3  Yes  !  my  earth-worn  soul  rejoices, 

And  my  weary  heart  grows  light ; 
For  the  thrilling  angel  voices, 

And  the  angel  faces  bright, 
That  shall  welcome  us  in  glory, 

Are  the  loved  of  long  ago  ; 
And  to  them  'tis  kindly  given 

Thus  their  mortal  friends  to  know  ? 

4  0  ye  weary,  sad,  and  tossed  ones, 

Droop  not,  faint  not  by  the  way  ; 
Ye  shall  join  the  loved  and  blest  ones 

In  the  land  of  perfect  day ! 
Harp-strings  touched  by  angel  fingers 

Murmur  in  my  raptured  ear  — 
Evermore  their  sweet  song  lingers  — 

We  shall  know  each  other  there  ! 

7  Waiting  for  Home. 

IN  this  weary  world  we  wait,  looking,  blessed  Lord, 
for  thee, 
And  the  great  and  glorious  day  so  soon  to  come, 
When  the  city's  pearly  gate,  and  the  streets  of  gold 
we'll  see, 
And  the  walls  of  precious  stones,  Jerusalem. 

Cho.  —  Yes,  yes,  yes,  the  King  is  coming  ! 
Cheer  up,  pilgrim,  he  will  come  ;  [more  delay, 

Soon  the  heavens  will  pass  away,  there  will  be  no 
And  our  Lord  will  gather  all  who  love  him  home. 

2  We  are  weary  of  the  world,  of  its  trials  and  its 
snares, 
And  we're  often  almost  fainting  by  the  way  ; 
But  the  saddened  eye  grows  bright,  and  the  heart 
beats  with  delight, 
When  we  think  we're  near  the  dawning  of  the 
day. 

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8  Then  with   patience  we  will  wait,  for  the  time 
draws  very  nigh, 
We  can  see  the  day-star  shining  in  the  sky ; 
And  we  know  the  night  is  past,  and  the  day  is  hast- 
ing fast, 
Hear  the  watchmen  give  the  last,  great  warning 


8  Over  There. 


■i 


CAN  see  heyond  the  river, 
Over  Jordan's  dashing  tide  ; 
There  I  '11  be  with  Christ  forever, 
Close  to  his  sacred  side. 


Cho.  —  Over  there,  over  there,  just  over  there. 

2  Over  there  is  no  more  weeping, 

Over  there  all  pain  is  o'er ; 
I  shall  rest  in  Jesus'  keeping, 
And  droop  and  die  no  more. 

3  Over  there  is  no  more  sinning, 

Over  there  arc  sunny  skies  ; 
Crowns  of  fadeless  beauty  winning, 
And  flowers  of  paradise. 

4  Over  there  I'll  find  my  treasure  — 

Jewels  lost,  long,  long  ago  ; 
Love  and  bliss  in  fullest  measure, 
There  my  sad  heart  shall  know. 

5  Over  there  all  are  immortal  ; 

Over  there  is  no  more  night  J 
And  the  city's  pearly  portal 
Is  now  almost  in  sight. 

6  Will  you  go,  dear  sinner,  with  me, 

Where  the  Lamb  will  ever  reign  — 
Where  the  loved. of  earth  will  greet  thee, 
And  never  pari  again? 

504 


9  The  Rescue.      {Minnie  Minton.) 

1  T)  LESS  ED  Saviour,  how  I  love  thee, 
AJ  How  thou  dost  my  spirit  cheer  ; 
What  hath  earth  like  thee  to  covet, 

O  what  stores  of  wealth  are  here  ! 
Man  was  lost  and  doomed  to  sorrow, 

Not  one  ray  of  light  or  bliss, 
Till  thy  blood  had  paid  the  ransom  — 

O,  what  precious  love  was  this  ! 

Cho.  —  0  Saviour,  dear -Saviour, 

I  have  heard  the  angels  calling, 

I  have  seen  the  golden  shore  ; 
O  take  me  in  the  morning, 

Where  the  shadows  come  no  more, 

Nevermore,  nevermore. 

2  Blessed  Saviour,  I  was  wounded, 

And  I  thought  that  I  must  die, 
By  a  stranger  host  surrounded, 

And  no  loved  one  kneeling  nigh  ; 
And  I  fain  would  hear  thee  whisper 

In  the  twilight  cold  and  gray, 
But  I  only  hear  the  tramping  . 

As  they  carry  me  away. 

3  In  the  darkness  I  was  sinking, 

And  no  friendly  hand  was  nigh  ; 
In  death's  shadows  I  was  fainting, 

In  deep  anguish  I  did  sigh. 
Ah  !  'twas  then  I  did  behold  thee, 

"  Blessed  Saviour  !  "  then  I  cried, 
It  was  then  I  saw  life's  fountain, 

Gushing  from  thy  bleeding  side. 

4  I  saw  thy  Holy  Mountain, 

Yes,  I  saw  the  mount  of  God ; 
I  saw  thee  by  the  fountain, 
Yes,  beside  life's  crystal  flood ; 
565 


SUPPLEMENT. 

Then,  unworthy,  0,  unworthy, 
'Twas  my  fainting  spirit  sighed  ; 

Thy  faith  alone  hath  saved  thee, 
Then  the  blessed  Jesus  cried. 

5  O  !  what  rapture,  light,  and  gladness, 

Then  rushed  into  my  soul ; 
Blessed  Jesus  !  thou  hast  saved  me, 

Yes,  'tis  thou  hast  made  me  whole. 
Ah  !  immortal  life  awaits  me, 

Yes,  immortal  life  for  me  ; 
O  !  come,  Lord  Jesus,  quickly, 

Now  I  long  thy  face  to  see. 

10  Home  with  Jesus.     ("Tramp,  Tramp") 


T 


[~N  our  pilgrimage  below, 
We  are  thinking  of  the  time 
When  our  Saviour  will  descend  and  take  us  home  ; 
And  the  tears  will  fill  our  eyes, 
As  we  near  the  holy  prize,  — 
O  !  we  love  to  talk  and  sing  of  that  blest  home. 

Cho.  —  Yes,  yes,  yes,  a  home  with  Jesus, 

Cheer  up,  brethren,  soon  he'll  come  ; 
And  beneath  his  gentle  reign 
We  shall  breathe  the  air  of  heaven, 

Free  from  sorrow  in  the  saint's  eternal  home. 

2  But  while  here  we  do  remain, 
O,  be  strong  in  Jesus'  name, 

Bear  with  patience  every  trial,  every  cross  ; 
lie  will  keep  his  faithful  few, 
And  will  guide  them  safely  through, 

And  will  crown  them  his  at  last  in  that  blest  home. 

Clio.  — Home,  home,  home,  a  home  with  Jesus, 
Cheer  up,  brethren,  soon  he'll  come. 
5W 


SXJJPFLKMlE^rT. 

Supplication. 

1  A  LL  night  long,  till  break  of  day, 
jLA.  Jacob  wept  his  bitter  prayer, 
Till  the  Angel  on  his  way, 

Christ,  the  Angel,  blest  him  there. 
I  am  a  poor  sinner  too, 

Torn  with  anguish,  guilt,  and  fears  i 
I  to  Jesus  too  will  go, 

Go  and  bathe  his  feet  with  tears. 

2  I  it  was  who  pierced  thy  side, 

I  who  drove  the  cruel  nail ; 
I  who  caused  the  purple  tide, 

Groans  and  tears  and  dying  wail. 
Lord,  I  will  not  let  thee  go  ; 

Saviour,  listen  to  my  grief: 
Jesus,  I'm  a  child  of  woe  ; 

Come,  O  come  to  my  relief! 

3  Jesus,  at  thy  cross  I  lie 

All  night  long  till  break  of  day ; 
Perish  here,  if  I  must  die 

Unforgiv'n  ;  go  not  away. 
Saviour,  wilt  thou  take  my  heart? 

It  is  all  I  have  to  give. 
Sin-defiled  in  every  part, 

Such  a  gift  wilt  thou  receive  ? 

4  O,  how  kindly  Jesus  spake  : 

"  Go  in  peace  —  I  all  forgive  ; 
Wilt  thcu  all  for  me  forsake, 

Love,  and  follow  me,  and  live?" 
Jesus,  I  thy  goodness  bless, 

And  with  wond'ring  love  adore  ; 
Let  me  never  love  the  less, 

Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more. 
567 


12  There  is  a  Better  World. 

1  rpiIERE  is  a  better  world,  they  say, 
X      O,  so  bright !   O,  so  bright ! 

Where  sin  and  want  are  done  away, 

O,  so  bright !  O,  so  bright ! 
Sweet  music  ii lis  the  balmy  air, 
And  angels  without  number  there, 
And  harps  of  gold  in  mansions  fair  — 
O,  so  bright !  O,  so  bright ! 

2  No  clouds  e'er  pass  along  the  sky, 

O,  so  bright !  O,  so  bright ! 
No  tear-drop  glistens  in  the  eye, 

O,  so  bright !   O,  so  bright ! 
They  drink  the  gushing  streams  of  grace, 
And  gaze  upon  the  Saviour's  face, 
Whose  glory  fills  that  holy  place  — 

O,  so  bright !  O,  so  bright ! 

3  And  wicked  men  and  beasts  of  prey 

Come  not  there,  come  not  there  ; 
And  ruthless  death  and  fierce  decay 

Come  not  there,  come  not  there. 
There  all  are  holy,  all  are  good, 
And  hearts  unwashed  in  Jesus'  blood, 
And  guilty  sinners,  unrenewed, 

Come  not  there,  come  not  there. 

4  And  though  Ave 're  sinners,  every  one, 

Jesus  died,  Jesus  died  ; 
And  though  our  crown  of  peace  is  gone, 

Jesus  died,  Jesus  died. 
We  may  be  cleansed  from  every  stain, 
We  may  be  crowned  with  bliss  again, 
And  in  that  land  of  glory  reign  — 

Jesus  died,  Jesus  died. 
5G8 


5  Then  parents,  sisters,  brothers,  come, 

Come  away,  come  away  ; 
We  long  to  reach  our  Eden  home, 

Come  away,  come  away. 
O,  come,  the  time  is  slipping  past, 
And  men  and  things  are  fleeting  fast, 
And  we  shall  gain  our  rest  at  last ; 

Come  away,  come  away. 

6  This  world  is,  O,  so  dark  and  drear ! 

Take  us  there,  take  us  there. 
We  never  can  be  happy  here  ; 

Take  us  there,  take  us  there. 
O,  listen  to  that  music  sweet  — 
It  comes  so  rich  from  yonder  seat 
Where  all  the  good  in  glory  meet  — 

Take  us  there,  take  us  there. 

|3  We' re  Marching  On. 

1  fTlHE  Christians  sing  a  joyful  song, 
_L   All  o'er  the  land,  all  o'er  the  land  ; 
They  know  their  journey  is  not  long, 

And  soon  they'll  wear  a  crown. 
We  sing  to  Christ  th'  expected  King, 

Who  soon  will  come  in  peace  to  reign  ; 
Our  shouts  will  make  the  kingdom  ring 

When  he  our  King  is  crowned. 

We're  marching  on  to  Canaan's  land, 
To  that  bright  land,  that  sunny  land 
Where  soon  before  our  King  we  '11  stand, 
The  King  in  beauty  crowned. 

2  We're  trav'ling  to  a  country  bright, 

To  Canaan's  land,  that  happy  land, 
Where  all  is  peace  and  love  and  light  — 
0,  look  to  that  bright  land. 
569 


We  know  the  dangers  that  surround 
That  narrow  way  which  leads  to  life : 

But  God  will  bring  us  safely  to 
The  glorious  happy  land. 

Come,  soldiers,  now  in  faith  be  strong, 

For  Jesus  stand,  a  dauntless  band  ; 
The  conflict  fierce  will  not  be  long  — 

We're  fighting  for  a  crown. 
A  conqueror's  crown  we  soon  shall  wear 

In  Canaan's  land,  that  happy  land : 
O,  who  would  not  this  glory  share 

When  Jesus  comes  to  reign? 

O,  watchman,  blow  your  trumpet  loud 

Throughout  the  land,  and  boldly  stand 
To  warn  the  gay  and  giddy  crowd 

The  judgment  day  draws  near. 
Probation's  sun  is  sinkiug  fast ! 

O  sinner,  fear  !     The  end  is  near  ! 
The  day  of  grace  will  soon  be  past, 

The  doom  of  earth  draws  near. 

O,  come  with  us  to  Canaan's  land, 
To  that  bright  land,  that  sunny  land, 
Where  soon  with  saints  of  every  land, 
We'  11  dwell  in  endless  day. 
570 


IXDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


HYMN.  HTM*. 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have 433     Blest  is  the  man  whose  tt-ndvr OS 

According  to  thy  gracious  word life!     Blest  Lord,  wnen  darkness  vaiis.,.749 

A  fountain  in   Jesus 428  !  Blest  Saviour,  we  tny  will  obey 97 

Afflictions  though  they  seem 735     Blest  who  with  generous  pity 126 

Attiicteu  saint,  to  Christ  araw 110    Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 340 

Agaiu  our  earthly  cares 232  :  Brethren,  let  us  walk  t  gether 712 

An  1  gui:tv  sinner,  ruined 560     Brethren,  while  we  sojourn  here. ..357 

All  glory  while  the  a2es  run 32l|     Bread  of  heaven,  on  thee  we  teed. .  ,3Ht 

All-powerful,  self  existent  God 12     Brethren  beloved  for  Jesus' sake 737 

Alltnines  remained  the  same 727     Br.de  of  the  Lamb,  awake,  awake. .23* 

Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed..  .7-':4     Bright  flowing  lou.  tuns  now  I 4.54 

Alas!  what  hourly  dangers  rise 797     Bruad  is  the  road  that  lead*  t'j  02 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus*  name... lo6  '  Buried  beneath  the  yielding  w*re.. 730 
Almight\  maker  of  my  frame 113     By  whom  was  David  taught 651 


All  nature  dies,  and  lives  again 198 

Along  the  banks  Where  Babet's 42l 

Amazing  grace!  how  6weet 597 

Amid  the  splendors  of  thy  state 763 

Am  I  a  soldier  o'  the  Cross? 101 

And  can  1  yet  delay? 276 

And  must  I  be  to  judgment?    1*9 

And  must  this  body  die? 279 

And  will  the  Judge  descend? 315 

Ang  Is  roil  the  rock  away 706 

Another  day  has  fled  .     298 

Another  six  dd\  s' work  is  done 7 

Another  weary  day  is  passed 148 

A  poor  wayfaiing'man  of  grief..... 6I'J 

Are  we  almost  there? 57»j 

Arise,  ye  saints,  arise 319 

Arise  and  shine,  O  Zion  fair 258 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise 55-3 

As  Jesus  died,  and  rose  again 229 

Asleep  in  Jesus,  b  es»ed  sleep 107 

As  o'er  the  past  my  mem'ry 211 

As  Time's  last  sands  seemed 621 

Attend  ye  saints,  and  hear  me H24 

Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  cry 334 

Author  of  good,  to  thee  we  turn 178 

Awake,  awake  the  sacred  song 154i 

Awake,  and  sing  the  son".... 270 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun. 42 

Awake,  my  soul,  in  jovfullays 476 

Awake,  my  soul,  lift  up  thine 66 

Away  from  his  borne 5v9 

Away,  my  doubts  ;  begone  my 457 

Away,  my  unbelieving  fear 131 

Away  with,  our  sorrow  and  fear...  528 


Beautiful  Zion,  built  above 551 

Before  thy  mercy-seat,  O  Lord 174 

Begin  ye  saints,  th'  exalted  lay 330 

Behold,  how  good  a  thing 5e4 

Behold  the  grace  appea  s 710 

Behold,  with  awful  pomp 741 

Behoid  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 77.5 

Behold,  behold  the  Lamb 440,  7,s7 

Behold  where  in  u  mortal  form 803 

Behold  the  morning  sun 306 

Behold  what  wondrous  grace io5 

Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high 32j 

Beyond  this  gloomy  night 74  5 

Blessed  Bible,  ho  *  I  love  it 443 

Blessed  Bible,  precious  word 4SB 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace 709 

Bie=t  are  the  humble  souls  that &7     Early,  my  God,  without  delay 219 

Blest  are    the  meek,  he  6aid  293     Earth  is  groaning,  earth  is 099 

likst  are  ti-e  merciiui  who  prove.,  ,.7'j  !  Emptied  of  eartnl  tain  wou  d  be...  5(J 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 4>2     Equip  me  for  the  war 320 

Blest  hour,  when  mortal  man 51     Eternal  Power,  whose  high  abode.... 71 

Blest  is  the  dear  uniting  love 777     Eternal  Source  of  every  joy 84 

Blest  ia  the  man  whose  softening.. 808    Eternal  Spirit, 'twas  thy  breath 79i 

571 


Calm  on  the  listening  car  of  night. .  154 

Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord 711 

Ckild  of  sin  and  sorrow 450 

Chant  a  dirge  teart'u  ly 480 

Christ  is  gone  up  on  high 34J 

Christians,  brethren,  tre  we  pait 725 

Come,  all  ye  sons  of  Zion 047 

Come  and  reign 541,650 

Come  at  the  Saviour's  call 4/9 

Come,  Christian  soldiers 5o7 

Come,  gracious  Lord,  descend -5 

Come,  gracious  8p»rit,  heavenly 29 

Come,  huppy  souls,  approach 2io 

Come  hitner,  all  ye  wea  y  souls 54 

Come,  iioly  S|  irit,  come 729 

Come,  Uolv  Spirit.  Love  divine 1.9 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  from  above 24'J 

Come,  lloiy  Spirit,  hea\  enly  guest.. 2U4 
Come,  Holy   Spirit,  heavenly  Dove.. 24 

Come,  let  us  all  adore tne  Lord 253 

Come,  let  us  auew 510 

Come,  let  us  lilt  our  joyful  eyes 224 

Come,  let  us  strike  our  narps 758 

Come,  my  brethren,  let  us  try 630 

Come,  my  soul,  thy  s  .it  prepare..  .3&3 

Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays 47 

Come  on,  my  partners  in  distress.  .463 

Come,  8  dd  Jesus' sacred  voice 7J) 

Come,  Saviour,  let  thy  tokens 191 

Come,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast..  132 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad 302 

Come,  thou  Eount  of  every 475 

Come  to  Jesus 5-6 

Come  to  the  house  of  prayer 267 

Come,  ye  disconsolate 424 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy. .717 
Come,  ye  tbat  know  and  fear  the.. 215 

Come,  weary  souis,  with  sins 4> 

Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord 4d0 

Command  thy  biessing  from  above.. ad 


Dark  brood  the  heavens  o'er  thee. .  .714 
Daughter  of  Zion.  awake  from  thy  .515 
Day  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders. .410 

Dear  Saviour,  we  are  thine 2Hfi 

Deluded  souls  that  dream  of 761 

Depth  of  mercy,  can  there  be 361 

Did'st  thou,  kind  Saviour,  suiter 7b2 

D.smiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord... 8 


ENTXXEX    OW    FIPiST    L1ISTES. 


HTMK.  BTD.V 

Eternal  Spirit,  we   confess 70S     Haste,  my  dull  toul,  arise 549 

Eternal  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise...  .778  i  Haste,  O  sinner,  now  be  wise SON 

i  luar,  gracious  Sovereign 40 

Faint  not,  Christian,  though  the.  ...400'  Hear,  O  sinner,  merey  bulls  you 718 

Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly.. 218     lltar  the  glorious  pn  cUmation 005 

Faith  is  the  brightest  evidence 821     Hour  us  now,  O,  our  Father 643 

Farewell,  my  dt  ai  brethren 7-4'i    Hearts  of  stone,  relent,  relent 868 

Farewell,  vain  world 022     Heavenly  Father,  Sovereign  Lord.. 51)0 

Fatherof  mercies, in  thy  word l>0    He  lives  —  ih*  preat  Redeemer — l_s 

Father,  they  who  ihee receive 880    He  reipus— the  Lord, the  Saviour. ..70 

Father,  we  commend  our  spirits. ..3v0     Here,  in  tin  n  me,  eternal  God, 89 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss — 14H     Here,  o'er  the  earth  as  a  stranger  . .  507 

Forever  here  my  rest  snail  be 262     High  in  the  heavens, eternal  God...  .10 

Forever  with  the  Loid 286     Ho,  Christian,  to  then  scuecome 418 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies. '.7  !  Ho  !  ever)  one  thut  thirsts,  draw. ...127 

Fn  m  Calvary  aery  was  heard Ill  '  Ho,  reapers  of  life'*  harvest ;-=54 

From  ever>  stormy  wind  that 121  \  Holy  Bible,  book  divine 728 

From  the  third  heaven  where  God..2.':o  '  Holy  Ghost,  with  light  divine A.0.V 


From  whence  doth  this  union 4oi 

Gently,  Lord,  O,  gently  lead  us 449 

Give  thanks  to  God  most  high o4l 

Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  lame. . .  .o-'J 

(Jive  to  the  winds  thy  fears 291 

Glad  is  the  hour  and  propitious  is.. 089 

Glad  tidin.s  of  grace O'.tO 

Glad  tidirgs,   glad  tidings 520 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  Bpoken..3bti 
Glory  to  God  !    the  night  is  almost.  .524 

Glory  to  Jesus  for  his  love 5-!>S 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God  this  night.. .90 

God  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son 40 

God  is  the  refuge  ot  his  saints 88 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way. ...144 

God  of  all  redeeming  grace 704 

Godot  my  life,  to  thee  1  call 100 

Gcd  of  my  life,  my  morning  song. .  .802 
God  of  love,  who  nearest  prayer.. ..868 

God's  word  is  the  irue  light 724 

Go  forth,  ye  heralds,  in  my  name. ..65 
Go  labor  on  I  spend  and  be  spent... I'd 

Gracious  Redeemer,  shake ;sio 

Grace,  'tis  a  charming  sound 828 

Gracious  Lord,  incline  thine  ear — ;:o.'> 

Gracious  Spint,  Love  divine 721 

Great  G   d,  attend,  w  bile  Zio..  sings. 74 

Greut  Gv  d,  to  thee  my  evening 180 

Great  God,  what  do  l  tee  and  hear.  .409 

Great  Shepherd  of  the  flock 618 

Great  £  pint,  by   whose  mighty 147 

Greut  the  joy  when  Christians '61  J. 


Had  I  the  gift  of  tongues 682 

Had,  sacred  truih,  whose  piercing.  .760 

Hail,  sweetest,  dearest  tie 498 

Hud  the  day  to  long  expected CM 

Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  iisc H04 

Hail,  thou  blest  morn  when  the 701 

Hull,  thou  once  despised  Jesui 899 

Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zien'a 577 

Happy  the  heurt  where  graces 7'.k; 

Huppy  the  man  whose  cautious 98 

Harkl  ill    awful  voice 4»S 

Hark  l  from  the  realms  of  the 4  it; 

llaik  !  Horn  the  tombs  a  dolctul —  187 
.493 

..MM  I 

Hark  l  how  the  watchmen  cry 82] 

llaik  l  listen  to  the  trurapi  ters. 

Hark,  im  cold,  it  is  the    Lord,. 

Hark  l  that  shout  ot  rapturousjt  \ .  <  ifl 
Hurk  !  ten  thousand  harps  and...  490 
Haik  l  ten  thousand,  thousand 497 

Hurk  1  the   morning  bclis  arc 620 

LUirkl   the  voice  ol  love  uud 407} 


Holy  Spi  it,  f  ui.t  of  blessing 0  6 

Hope  ofournearts,  O  Lord,  appear  .148 

How  h  e-t  the  righteous  when  he 55 

How  I), est  the  sacred  tie  that  binds..  15 
How  calm  and  I  eautitul  the  mom. .509 

How  cheering  is  the  Christian's 171 

How  iirm  a  foundation, ye  saints «.70 

How  gentle  God's  commands "12 

How  happy  are  the  little  flock...  335 

How  bappy  are  they  508 

How  happy  every  child  of  grace 511 

How  happy  is  the  t  hristian's  state. .195 
How  helpless  guilty  nature  lies.  248,  7:s0 

How  long,  O  Lord,  our  Saviour 502 

How  long.  O  Loid,  shall  1  complain.  .92 
How  long  shall  death,  the  tyrant...    182 

Low  lost  was  my  condition ool 

How  pleasant,  how   divinely  fair...  51 

How  pleased  and  blessed  was  1 "'\1 

How  precious  is  the  name 808 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  —  vSi 
How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel's.. ..82 
How  sweiton  thy  bosom  to  rest...  529 

How  sweet  the  Christian's  hope 1  9 

How  sweet  the  melting  lav 310 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Ji'Mis 678 

How  sweet  10  bllBS  the  Lord 320 

How  short    the  race  our  friend -50 

How  tedious   and   tasteless  the 000 

Howtenuer  is  thy  hand 278 

How  various  and  how  new ;;il 

Humble  souls  who  seek o9S 

If  I  in  thy  likeness.  O  Lord,  ma] 

It  in  a  temple  made  with  hands..  .77:5 

If  high  or  low  our  station  be n>9 

Ifthiough  unruffled  seas 80M 

1  have  read  ofa  world  oi  beaut. 
1  have  sought  round  the  verdant  ...600 
1  know  thut  my  Re  leemer  lives.. 90,20 1 
l  love  it,  l  love  it,  and  who  shall. ...668 
I  love  to  meet  a  here  Christians 

I  love  to  Steal   awhile   away 158 

I  love  thee,  l  loi  e  thee 450 

1  i<»ve  tins  pure  religion 591 

i  love  thv  (  hurch,  o  God 805 

I  love  the  lb  In  Bon  oi  God 056 

I'll  try  to  prove  faithful 455 

I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  Mi  anger M8 

I'm  a  lonely   t  aveller  here 511 

I'm  gojn    to  be  a  soldier 045 

I'm  not  ut named  to<  vn  my  Lord.. .  ol 

I'm  on   my    WtiV   to    Culiuun 652 

I'm  sighing  forborne 671 

I'm  weary  of  straying  ;  ()  when  —  451 

In   Christ    we  have    our  life 703 

In  duties  uud  in  sull'riugs  too '/& 


572 


rN-JDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


HYMX. 

fn  every   trouble  sharp  and 759 

In  e\ery  trying  hour 287 

In  expectation  sweet 208 

In  Lden's  bowers  so   lovely 54!) 

In  God  k-t  all  his  saints  rejoice 75 

In  songs   of  sublime    adoration  ...  .533 
In  the'Christian'a  home  in  glory.... 433 

In  the  hoid,  long  oppressed 41S 

In  the  midst  of  temptation 554 

In  the  rosy  light  ot  the  morning...  470 


OTMN. 

Like  sheep  we  we.  v   astray 2!>4 

List  to  the  jovful  r  tws (J  9 

List,  ye  mortals,  hea:  the  sound 07:) 

List,  ye  who  languish 481 

Little  children,  pilgrim  band G»2 

Lo  !  God  is  here  !  let  us  adore  "J 

Lo  !  i.e  comes,  with  clouds 400 

Lo  !  he  comet1!  !  counties? 408 

Lo  I  I  behold  the  scattering 170 

Lo  !  whit  an  entertaining  siaht 810 


In  the  sun.  and  moon,  and  stars Gs7  j  Lo!  when  the  Spirit  of  our  God Sflff 

lu   the  world  we  shall  have C'85  ■  Lo !  the  Lord  Jehovahliveth 3>7 

In  vain  men  talk  of  living  faith 71*0  I  LO  !  the  time  hastens  on     471 

Iuspirer  and  hearer  of  prayer 534     Lo  !  whit  a  glorious  sight 522 

I  paw  One  hanging  on  a  tree 785  I  Look  !  ye  saints,  the  sight  is 411 

Is  this  the  kind  return? 314,  Lonely  and  weary, by  sorrows 4S3 

It  is  the  hour  of  Time's  farewell  ...588  •  Longtime,  my  Saviour,  I've 0  >2 

I  think  when  I  read  that  sweet.... 540    Lord,  abetter  heart  bestow 375 

1  thirst,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of 740  |  Lord,  accept  our  feeble  soug 358,599 

1  walk  a  lonely  pilgrim  here G80  ,'Lod,  help  us  to  insure 285 

Lord,  h  >w  secure  und  ble  tare 13 

Jehovah  reigns  ;  he  dwells  in  light.. 52  [  Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my 780 

Jerusalem,  my  glorious  home... 225,  COO  |  Lord,  in  t^e  morning  thou  shait....l39 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home CO  >h     lord,  in  thy  great,  thy  glorious 123 

Jerusalem,  our  heavenly  home 23 1  i  Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour 774 

Jesus,  at  thy  command 338    Lord  of  the  world's  majestic 8  »0 

Jesus  died  on  Calvary's  mountain... 435  i  Lord,  teach  thy  servants  how  to.... 819 

Jesus, full  of  all  compassion 391  j  Lord,  thou  hast  searched  and 08 

Jesus  hath  died  that  I  might  live 80(1  j  Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I 1S4 

Jesus,  high  in  glory G°.7  j  Lord,  through  the  devious  paths 103 

Jesus,  Hove  ihy  charming  name....  234  !  Lord, 'tis  a  pleasant  tning  to 5 

Jesus,  Imy  cross  have  taken 503    Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now 370 

Jesus  invites  bis  saints 288    Lord,  we  confers  our  numerous.... 795 

Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye G12  i  Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece 275 

Jesus,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee 359    Lord,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on 39 

Jesus  my  king  pr  .claims  the  war..  ..28  ,  Love  divine,  all  loves  excelling 39$ 

Jesus,  in  v  Saviour  and  my  Lord 7i)4  {  Low  down  in  that  beautiful i03 

Jesus,  my  strength  a>  id 22S.V 

Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope 3-9  '  Majestic  sweetness  sits ....146 

Jesus,  O  name  divinely  sweet 214  j  Mariner,  haste  !  there',  a 5\i 

Jesus  ouriope,  our  life,  our 2.8  ,  Mark  that  pilgrim  lowly  bending 553 

Jesus,  o.t  Lord,  how  rich   thy 202  j  Mary  to  the  Mavioui  s  tomo.........726 

Jesus,  refuge  of  my  soul   4^9  |  May  we  throughout  this  bay  of 140 

Jesus,  spotless  Lamb  of  God 300     Meet  again  when  life  is  o'er 444 

Jesus,  the  Conqueror,  reiens     308     Meeting  in   the   Saviour's  name SIS 

Jesus,  the  life,  the  truth/the  way. .0.0    Mercy,  O  ihou  Soii  of  David 401 

Jesus,  thou  eve;  lasting  King 89  i  Messiah  comes,  with  ad  I. is  train 753 

Jesus,  thy  blood  and  iightecusness..l0l     Mcthinks  the  last  great  day  is 782 

Jesus,  thy  church  with  longing 17  j  '.Mid  scenes  of  affliction  414 

Jesus,  to  thee  I  now  can  fly 771  |  Mid   cenes  of  COnf  asion   458 

Jesus,  v.  e  look  to  thee 519  :  'Mortals,  awake,  with  angels  j  nn 155 

Jo\  fully,  joyfully,  onward  I  move  ..485    Must  Simon  bear  bis  cross  alone. 


Joy  to  the  world  I  the  Lord  will..... 57 
Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea 539 

Kingdoms  aud  thrones  to  God 94 

Let  everlasting  glories  crown 22 

Let  every  creature  jo  n 340 

Let  every  mortal  car  attend 200 

Let  son;  &  of  praises  blithe  sky 2i<> 

Let  thy  ki.igdom,  blessed  Saviour.. 002 

Let  us  awake  our  joys ...351 

Let  us  rejoice  in  Christ,  the  Lord..  173 

Let  us  with  a  joyful  mind 371 

Let  vain  pursuits  and  vain  desires    58  J 

Let  Zi  n's  watchmen  all  awake 7mI 

Life  is  ii  span,— a  fleeting  hour 151 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord 23 

Liu  the  voice  and  sound  the 3.  0 

Lift  your  glad  voles  in  triu.;  ph. 412,040 
Lift  up  your  heads,  Ii.manuel's. ...8_'2 

Lift  your  heads,  ye  friends  of 4G1 

Listit  of  th  :  world,  shine  oi  our 238 

lake  shadows  gliding  o'er  the 1< 


573 


My  Bible  leads  to  glory 570 

My  blest  Redeemer  and  mv  Lord  ...1C 

M.  b  other,  I  wish  voa  w  11 4,32 

My  closet, my  temple,  my  socal  —  702 

My  country,  'tis  of  thee 3  9 

My  days  afe  gliding  swiftly  by 557 

My  faith  shall  triumph  oV  r  the .31 

My  Father,  God  ;  how  sweet  the. ...183 
My  Father  God,  I  fe>  I  thy  love.... 408 

My  God,  how  shall  I  sins 514 

My  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art... 814 
•My  God,  my  Father,  blissful  name.. 142 

My  God,  my  life,  my  love '-01 

My  God,  permit  my  tongue 273 

My  heavenly  ln>me  is  bright  and 505 

My  home  is  in  Eden,  my  "rest  is  .   . .  .504 

My  opening  eves  with  rapture 70 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend. ..779 

My  song  shall  always  he  "of  him 229i 

MV  soul,  be  on  thy  guard 304 

My  soul  is  happy  when  I  hear   L07 

My  si'Ul,  r  peat  his  praise... 1.93 

My  so ui  shall  praise  thee,  O  my...  .24J 


IISTIDEX    OF1    jFTttST    LINES. 


Nature  with  nil  her  powers 77 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee 425 

Nothing  either  great  or  unall (144 

No  longer  tar  Irom  rest  1  ro .ni 141 

Not  to  our  names,  thou  only 42_' 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  tlume o70 

Now  ci  ndeseend,  Almighty  King. .583 
Now  from  labor  and  from  care  —  719 

Now  is  the  acepted  time 282 

Now  let  our  voices  join 822 

Now  to  leaven  our  prayers 523 

Now  the  Saviour  stands  a  pleading.. t»10 
Now  fc;  the  Lamb  that  once  was. ...200 

O  behold  the  holy  city 635 

()  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul 283 

<  >  blissful  day  of  promise  blest 501 

O  bow  thine  ear,  Eternal  One 81 

()  cureless  sinners,  come Ol'J 

O  Christian,  press  on 4!  I 

<)  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing 14 

Oiome,  come  away OH',) 

O  cor.  d  we  speak  the  matchless 838 

O,  exiled  Paradise 554 

O  for  a  c  oser  walk  with  God 177 

O  tor  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink 151 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my   God 244 

O  tor  u  thousand  tongues  io  biug 241 

O  for  that  tenderness  of  heart    101 

O  give  me  a  home  in  the  re?  ions....  436 

()  glorious  day  of  heavenly  rest 22t 

o  glorious  hope  of  heavenly 832 

O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past 10  5 

O  God,  my  inmost  soul  convert — 4i;j 
O  grace  uivine,  the  baviour  shed — 694 

O  hail,  happy  day       664 

O  happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice.. 6lU 

O  haste  with  me  to  seek  those 436 

O,  heavenly  King,  look  down 744 

O.how  beautiful  their  feet D31 

O  how  1  long  to  s«.e  that  day 483 

O  land  olrest,  for  tine  1  sigh 255 

O  let  mum  pliant  faith  dispel 755 

O  Loid,  another  day  is  flown... 763,  791 

O Lord, hasten   the  time 663 

O  Lord,  thy  work  revive 284 

()  Loitl,  wi.ale'eris  felt  or  fea  t  d 222 

0  my  SOUl,  what  means  this (J07 

Ono,  we  cannot  sir.g  our  songs 578 

o  ptaisethe  Lord  in  that  blest 94 

O  lender  thanks  to  God  above 44,58 

o  Saviour  of  tinners 415 

<  >,  shamifui  c  oss,  on  thee  was 10| 

(),  »inncr,  come,  without  delay 731 

o  tell  n  e  wh<  re  the  dove  is  flown. ..750 

O  thai  ray  load  01  sin  uere  gone 10  i 

Oihe  amazing  ehunge 338 

Otho    from  whom  allgooduess  —  260 
o  ii,.  u  in  whose  presence  my  —  478 

Othou  that  luarest  prayer 848 

O  thou  who ull  things  canst 754 

( )  ihou  who,  wheu  we  did 838 

Othou  whose  mercy  hems .".i<; 

<»  Hi,    i  whose  tender  mercy 186 

<  >,  to  behold  the  day 548 

< » in:  ii.  U  tmii  ye -174 

o  what  liutli  Jesus  bought 104 

o  wh  ii  shall  l  m  e  Jesui 560 

<>  woiship  the  King  all  glorious — 418 
<>  Zk.ii  .  micud  »  oh  v..  \e  upon. ...410 

Oi  ml  ihe  jo\  s  we  mortals  know 2? 

oi  him  who  did  salvation  bring -1 

Oit  in  sorrow  ai  d  In  woe 885 

On  God  my  steadfast  hopes  rely.. ..765 
On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  1  stand  ■  .59J 

5 


HTMIT. 

On  the  high  cliffs  of  Jordan liDl 

On  t:  e  mountain's  top 5_'I 

On  Time's  tempestuous  ocean .">7'.l 

Once  more  before  we  part  183 

Once  more,  my   soul    the  rising.... lf>8 

Onward  time  is  robing 059 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  tue  dead 9 

Our  Captain  leads  us  on 323 

Our  bondage  it  will  end 491 

Our  Father,  who  in  heaven  art 547 

Oui  few  revolving  years i^sO 

Our  heavenly  lather,  hear -.71 

Our  .Maker  and  our  King ,;o0 

Out  on  an  ocean  all  bo^nd.ess 445 

Pass  away  earthly  joy 8  532 

l'eace  to  thee,  O  favored  one 452 

Piunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark 240 

Praise,  everlasting  praise  be 2 

Praise  God  from  wnoin  all :\\i\ 

Praise  the  Lord  :  \  e  heavens 4  0 

Praise  to  God,  immortal  p  aise o78 

Praise  to  him,  by  whose  kind .)8S 

Praise  ye  Jehovah's  name .  .^50 

Praise  ye  the  Lord  1  'tis  good  to •_() 

Prepare  a  thankful  song [)J 

Preserved  hy  ihine  almighty 615 

Raise  your  tiiumphant  soncs 318 

Rejoice  ill  J  e  believers ...... 

Rejoice  Rejoice  1  the  promised 608 

Rejoice  I  the  Lord  i>  King 838 

Religion  is  a  glorious  treasure 558 

Remember  me,  my  God 642 

Repei. t,  the  voice  celestial  eries 147 

Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return Is? 

Righ  e  us  God,  w  hose  vengeful 394 

Rise  my  soul,  pml  str«  ten  thy i>48 

Rod  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me....* 871 

Round  the  worU  alann  is nol 

Safe  v  through  another  week 38] 

Salem's  gre«t  King,  Jesus  by 4i;-> 

Sulvatiou  1  Oihe  joyiul  sound. 160,  .12 

Bavi  iur,  at  thy  f  ct  we  ho  a 801 

Saviour,  breathe  an  evening 

Saviour,  come,  thy  saints  nic 107 

Saviour,  haste,  our  soul.-,  are 409 

Saviour,  see  me  Iroin  above 3 K 

Saviour,  vUii  ihy  piauUuiou... 

Saw  ye  my  Saviour? ,'.*-! 

See  gracious  Lord,  before  thy :.">J 

See  mercy,  nu-icy  fin  m  on  high 

I  See  Sodom  wrapt  inure 

Sec  h'  Eternal  Judge 

Shall  i  for  fear  of  fie ble  man.... 
Shall  man,  O  Godot  light  and.. 
Shall  we  go  On  tO  sin  '! 

Shepherds,  rejoice,  lift  up  your 
sin.u  pity,  Lord.  O  Li  rd, forgive. ..122 
Since  Je  us  freely  did  appear 7  •;; 

Sing  a  loud  and  joy  tin  anthem 4DG 

Sing  praise,  the  toiuh  is  void 584 

Sing  to  Jehovah's  mighty  name 9 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name...  7(i5 

|  Sinner  go,  will  you  go \-J_ 

Sinners,  seek  ih»  narrow  gate w 

Sinners,  the  call  obey lM 

Sinucrs,  the  voice  ol  God  r.  sard —  188 

!  Bi uners,  turn,  why  v*  ill  j  e  die  If 877 

I  Si 1 1 ne is,  will  you  bcorn  the 817 

Sister,  tnOU  Wast  mild  and  lovely.  ..4s7 

Silling  around  our  Fa  tuft's  Iu-Md...l90 

1  sk-/.'.,  np.ri  thaCbook 8M 

Sot .  jt  t.  -  g*Qtl*  twa  thing I3i 

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IXDEX    OF     PIRST    Ul'S^EHS. 


Soldiers  of  Christ  !  arise 269 

80  let  our  lips  and  lives  express...  .78 

Son  of  God,  thy  people's  shield 374 

*>oon  all  shall  hail  our.Jesu>'  name. .1^7 

Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say 220 

Soon  may  the  la-tglad  song  arise.... 03 

Soon  will  the  sleeping  marty.s 135 

Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  cry 99 

Speak  gently— it  is  bett  r  far 7*1 

Spirit  divine,  attend  our  prayer 196 

Stand  ud  and  bless  the  Lord "Jj-i 

Stay,  thou  insuited  Spirit,  stay 118 

Still  evening  comes  with  gentle 770 

Stretched  on  the  cross  the  Saviour..  115 

Submissively,  my  God 28:) 

Sure  the  blest  comforter  is  nigh 743 

Sweet  is  the  d  iv  of  sacrei  rest". 4 

Sweet  is  the  love  that  mutual  glows.  180 

Sweet  is  the  wot k,  my  God,  my 50 

Sweet  rivers  of  redeeming  love. ...2116 
Sweet  Sabb-th  School,  place  dear.. 02} 

Sweetthe  moments,  ricu  in 441 

Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  I L,o 

Take  my  heart,  O  Father,  take  it. . .  .392 
Tell  me  no  more  of  earthly  toys.... 464 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come LdO 

That  glorious  day  is  drawing  nigh  ..271 
That  warning  voice,  O sinner,  liear..b4l 

The  Almighty  reigns,  exalted 106 

The  angels  soon  are  coming 683 

The  b  est  memorials  of  thy  grief 570 

The  Bridegroom  is  coming 071 

The  chariot,  the  chariot 494 

The  Christian  warrior,  see  him .S3 

The  Church  in  her  militant  state  ...001 
The  counsels  of  redeeming  grace. ..  807 

The  day  comes  on  apace 343 

The  day  is  past  and  gone 590 

Tne  glorious  day  is  coming 430 

The  God  of  glory  sends  his 423 

The  gospel  comes  with  welcome -J)[ 

The  gospel  train  is  coming 038 

The  great  archangel's  trump 812 

The  great,  tremendous  day's 1  5^ 

The  groaning  creation  doth  wait.... 090 

The  groaning  earth  is  too  dark 092 

The  harvest  dawn  is  near 3_0 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory 43 

The  judgment  day  is  roiling  on.... 653 

The  King  En  his  beauty 070 

The  last  lovely  morning 400 

The  Lord,  how  absolute  he  reigns  ...11 
The  Lord,  how  w.  ndrous  are  his. 


11  my. 

The  people  called    Christians 072 

The  perfect  world  by  A  lam  trod 30 

The  pleasures  of  earth  I  have, 459 

The  promises  I  sing ...635 

The  righteous  Lord,  supremely....  124 
The  Saviour  comes  ;  his  advent's.  ...04 

Tiie  Saviour  1  ves,  no  more  to  die 19 

The  Saviour  I  O  what  endless 1>>9 

Tne  Spirit  in  our  hearts 517 

The  time  draws  nish  when  from . . . .  2:,S 

The  voice  of  free  grace  c  les 543 

The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine 307 

There  are  angels  hovering  round  ....502 

Tnere  is  a  fountain  filled  wit  1 145 

There  is  a  God,  all  nature 117 

There  is.  a  happy  laud 62S 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest  .227 
There  is  a  place  of  wavelets  res*   . . .J57 

There  is  a  wo.  Id  to  come 752 

There's  a  crown  aud  a  kingdom.  ...*j8S 
There's  a  friend  above  all  other  ....537 

There's  a  f^ood  time  coming 472 

There's  not  a  bright  and  beamir;. . .  170 
There's  not  a  star  whose  twinkLug..704 
Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  ve... 119 

Thine  oath  and  promise,  mighty 172 

This  booic  is  all  t  .at'sloft  me  now.  ..."05 

Tnis  is  not  my  place  of  resting 402 

Those  evening  bells 133 

Thau  boundless  Source  of  every 104 

Thou  dear  11  decmer.  dying  Lamb. 210 
Thou  great  Creator,  wise  and  good.  .816 

Thou  hast  said,  exalted  Jesus 091 

T-ou  Judge  of  quick  an  I  dead 820 

Thou,  Lord,  reiga'st  in  this  bosom. .499 
Thou  only  Sovereign  of  my  h0art..H2 

Thou  refuse  of  my  soul :'J8 

Thou  sweet  gliding  Kedron 420 

Though  in  tne  outward  church 732 

Though  troubles  assail  and  dangers. 074 

Through  endless  years  thou  art 747 

Through  toy  protecting  care 353 

Through  tribulation  dee]) 439 

Thus  far  my  God  hatn  led  me  on 73 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on 48 

Thus  saith  the  first,  the  greai 1^0 

Thy  home  is  with  the  humble 779 

Thy  mercies  and  thy  love 510 

Thy  promises  surpass  my  thonsht.  .7a8 
Tune  hastens  on,  ye  longing  si.nts..i02 

'Tis  by  the  laith  of  joj  s  to  come 72 

'Tis  faith  that  purines  the  hea.t 750 

'Tis  rini>hed,  so  tiie  Sav.'our  eric  d. .  .407 
Tis  midnignt,  and  on  O'ive's  brow..l  14 


The  Lord  is  Judge  :  before  his 57     'Tis  m>  happiness  below 3  4 

The  Lord  is  king  :  lift  up  thy  voice..  105  j  'T.s  the  blest,  the  favored  nour 373 


The  Lord  is  my  Snepherd 410 

T   e  L_>rd  into  "his  garden  comes 0j;0 

Tne  Lord  Jehovah  reigns ;J36,347 

The  Lord  my  pasture  "shall  prepare.  125 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is 4-1 

The  Lord  our  Godisclotned 237 

The  Lord  our  Saviour  will 105 

The  Lord,  the  God  of  tdory  reigns..  197 

The  Lord  will  come,  the  earth 89 

The  midnight  cry  in  mercy 530,007 

The  morning  dawng  upon  the 747 

The  morn, ng  flowers  display 00 

The  night  is  far  spent 417 

The  night  is  past  and  gone 281 

The  night  is  spent  — the  morning.  ..331 

The  old  Israelites  knew  what  it 6S4 

The  once  loved  form  now  cold 251 

The  pearl  that  worldlings  covet — 594 


Tis  t   e  last  ead  of  mercy 5od 

To-day,  it  you  will  heaV  his  voice.. 03j 

Together  let  us  sweetl     live  587 

To  God,  the  great,  the  ever  blest 1 

To  keep  the  lamp  alive 7u8 

To  leave  my  dear  friends 564 

To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine ^72 

To  our  Redeemer's  glo  ious  name... 238 
To  thee  let  my  first  off 'rings  rise — 7fej 

To  us  a  child  of  hope  is  born 17« 

To  your  Creator,  God 03  1 

Trembling  before  thine  awful  throne.7  9 

Triumphant  Zion,  lift  thy  head fid 

'Twas  by  an  order  from  the  Lord....7'i8 
'Twas  oh  that  dark  and  doleful.... 8 13 


Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb.., 


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IISTDEX    OJET    FIRST    LINES. 


Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  heirs  of  hope... 20 

Wake  the  song  of  jubike 882 

Walk  ru  the  light ;  soshalttboa 2U8 

Watchman  on  the  waits  of  Zion 7<\3 

Watchman,  tell  me,  does  the  morn..!  '.»"> 

Watchman,  tell  us  ot  the  night :\i>'> 

We  are  going  home  t  >  Jesus 404 

We  are  living,  we  ure  dwelling 50! 

We  are  voy  tigers  on  an  ocean 7M) 

Weary  pilgrim, why  this  sadness 447 

We  ask  not,  i.o  d,  thy  cloven  flame.772 


Welcome,  brother,  to  thy  Nation 887 

We  lift  our  souls  to  God 3ol 

We'll  meet,  ere  long,  in  our 0  3 

We're  bjund  for  ihe  land  of  the.. ..442 

We're  g jing  home  ;  we've  had 4_'d 

We're  going  to  see  the  bleeding 580 

We're  KO.ng  to  the  land GSl 

We're  looking  for  a  city 01)  < 

We're  waiting  sill,  dear  Lord 077 

We  seek  a  land  all  summer  b:ight...531 

We  shall  greet  them  at  home 0  i4 

We  .-hill  see  a  light  appear 7ol 

We  speak  of  toe  realms  of  the 637 

What  a  friend  we  have  lu  Jesus 403 

What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page 78  i 

What  ii. cms  this  conflict  in  my 815 

Whit  p  ,  r,  despised  company-.  ...t>28 
Wh  it  of  the  night!  O  watchman.  ,.8i2 

What  sera ph-liko  music 4iV 

Wnat  Shall  1  render  to  my  God. 100,  1:4°» 

Wliut  sinners  value  1  resign 0.) 

What  bound  is  this  salutes  my  ear.. 013 
Wirit  various  hindiances  we  me<  t..60J 

Wu  t  vessel  are  you  sailing  in Oil 

What  works  of  wisdom,  power 7S'J 

Wiien  all  toy  mercies,  0  my  God. .203 
When  Unrist  the  LorJ  wasdoo  ned  AGS 
Worn  tor  eternal  worlds  we  steer...  01 7 
When  lsiirve.  t.ie  wondrous  ...41.7JJ 
Wlieu  marsh   lied  on  th  :  nightly. ..574 

When  niuruiug's first  and... 760 

Wnen,  my  S  ivtour,  snail  1  be 36J 

When  Shall  Is.  e  the  day 078 

When  suil.  tne  saints  forever  rest..  01S 

W lieu  shall  wo  all  mc<  t  again 856 

When  shall  we  m  set  again 352 

When  strangers  stand  and  hear 80 

Wnen  the  gn  ai  Judge,  supreme.... 770 

When  the  i  ist  t>  umpci's  awful 183 

When  thon,  my  riguteousJu  Ige — 4;; 

Where  two  or  three,  with  sweet 003 

When  wild  <  o  ifusiun  wrecks  the — 746 

Where  shall  the  man  he  found :.U"> 

Where  two  or  three  together  meet.. 506 

While  in  the  world  we  >tdl  i  emain..  .01 
While  my    K.deeincr's    near 201 

While  nature  was  sinking  In. 571 

While  shepherds  watched  their 152 

While  thee  1  seek,  protecting I  " 

While  tolling  thro' earth's 6*4 

White  with  ceaseless  course  the 488 

Who  from  tne  shades  of  gloomy 58 

Who  shall  approach  t.iy  holy  \\  IC  1.116 
Why  should  the  children  ot  u  King*. 245 


HTM*. 

Why  that  look  of  sadness 040 

Why  will  je  waste  on  trifling  carts...  07 

With  ull  my  powers  of  heart  uud 13 

With  Jesus' in  our  midst 287 

With  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day 138 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  pracc _'_0 

Within",  whole  heart  I've  sought  ...218 

With  one  consent  let  all  the  earth 7 

With  sacred  joy  we  liuoure.es 254 

With  willing  hearts  we  tread 274 

Within  thy  house,  O  Lord  our  God.  100 
Worship,  and  thanks. and  blessiiu...v:o 

Worthy  the  Lamb  of  boundless .321 

Worthy,  worthy  is  the  Lamb (04 

Would  Jesus  have  tne  sinner  die .r»01 

Ye  boundless  realms  of  joy 343 

Ve  Christian  heralds,  go  proclaim  —  81 
Ye  nations  round  the  earth  rejoice..  .35 

Ye  praying  souls,  rejoice 827 

Ye  servants  of  the  living  God 107 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord   808 

Ye  valiant  soldiers  of  the  cross 4.VJ 

Ye  wh  >  know  your  sius forgiven  —  558 

Ye  who  rose  to  meet  the  Lord 630 

Yes,  the  Redeemer  rose ."U4 

You  tig  people  ull,  attention  give (ilk) 

You  will  see  your  Lord  a  coining  ...473 

ANTHEMS. 

Blessed  are  the  people 3 

David,  the  King,  was  grieved 2 

G  eat  i  I  the  Loi  d  1 

I  h   held,  ana  lo,  a  great  multitude 5 

The  Lo.d  is  risen  indeed 4 

SELECTIONS  FOH  CHANTINO. 

God  he  merciful  unto  us  and  bless  us. 4 
Great  and  marvel  lo  isarc  ihy  worhs.  .5 

Hallelujah  I  tor  Hie  Lord  Cod 5 

Have  racrey  upon  me,  O  God I 

Hear,  Latucr,  h  ,'urour  pr  yer |0 

II  >iv,  holy,  holy,  Lord  G  >  i 5 

l  waagla  i  when  they  said  unto  me — 7 
Judge  me,  O  Lo  d 0 

Jy  *oul  is  not  at  rest 11 

i)  com.',  let  us  uing  unto  the  Lord,....  l 

o  give  tnunka  unto  the  Lord 0 

O  Lord,  our  L.-rd,  how  excellent 5 

O  sing  unt  j  the  Lord  a  new  song 8 

We  p.aise  thee,  O  Ciod 8 


1UPPLBMB2IT, 
All  night  long 

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i  Saviour,  how  1  love  the< 
;  are  the  tiding* i 


.11 


How 

l  can  see  bej  on  l  th 

1  saw  a  weary  traveller I 

in  o  ir  pilgrimage  below I" 

In  tills  Weary  world  we  wait 7 

>hdl  we  gather  at  tne  liver  i... -r» 

'  fis  the  very  same  Jesus •  ■  -' 

The  Christ!  ms  sing  u  joyful  song — 18 
There  Is  abetter  world 18 

We're     tenting    to-night  on    the    old 

Camp-ground «* 

When  we  hear  the  music  ringing M 


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